Superman by Eminem

  • Artist: Eminem
  • Song Title: Superman
  • Genre: Hip Hop
  • Released: 2023

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Eminem Superman Lyrics
Mhmm
You high baby?
Yeah
Yeah? (Hahaha)
Talk to me
You want me to tell you somethin’?
Uh-huh
I know what you wanna hear
‘Cause I know you want me, baby
I think I want you too
(I think I love you, baby)
I think I love you too
I’m here to save you girl
Come be in Shady’s world
I wanna grow together
Let’s let our love unfurl
You know you want me, baby
You know I want you too
They call me Superman
I’m here to rescue you
I wanna save you, girl
Come be in Shady’s world
(Ooh boy, you drive me crazy)
Bitch, you make me hurl
They call me Superman
Leap tall hoes in a single bound
I’m single now, got no ring on this finger now
I’ll never let another chick bring me down
In a relationship, save it bitch
Babysit? You make me sick
Superman ain’t savin’ shit
Girl, you can jump on Shady’s dick
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase
I’ll tell a mo’fuckin’ slut to her face
Play no games, say no names
Ever since I broke up with what’s her face
I’m a different man, kiss my ass
Kiss my lips, bitch why ask?
Kiss my dick, hit my cash
I’d rather have you whip my ass
Don’t put out? I’ll put you out
Won’t get out? I’ll push you out
Puss blew out, poppin’ shit
Wouldn’t piss on fire to put you out
Am I too nice? Buy you ice?
Bitch, if you died, wouldn’t buy you life
What you tryin’ to be, my new wife?
What you Mariah? Fly through twice
But I do know one thing though
Bitches they come, they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I’ll love you one day
Maybe we’ll someday grow
‘Til then just sit your drunk ass
On that fuckin’ runway, hoe
‘Cause I can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
I can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Your Superman, your Superman
Don’t get me wrong, I love these hoes
It’s no secret everybody knows
Yeah, we fucked, bitch, so what?
That’s about as far as your buddy goes
We’ll be friends I’ll call you again
I’ll chase you around every bar you attend
You’ll never know what kind of car I’ll be in
We’ll see how much you’ll be partying then
You don’t want that, neither do I
I don’t wanna flip when I see you with guys
Too much pride between you and I
Not a jealous man, but females lie
But I guess that’s just what sluts do
How could it ever be just us two?
I never loved you enough to trust you
We just met and I just fucked you
But I do know one thing though
Bitches they come they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I’ll love you one day
Maybe we’ll someday grow
‘Til then just sit your drunk ass
On that fuckin’ runway, hoe
I know you want me, baby
I think I want you too
(I think I love you, baby)
I think I love you too
I’m here to save you girl
Come be in Shady’s world
I wanna grow together
Let’s let our love unfurl
You know you want me, baby
You know I want you too
They call me Superman
I’m here to rescue you
I wanna save you girl
Come be in Shady’s world
(Ooh boy, you drive me crazy)
Bitch, you make me hurl
First thing you said
I’m not fazed
I hang around big stars all day
I don’t see what the big deal is anyway
You’re just plain ol’ Marshall to me
Ooh yeah, girl, run that game
Hailie Jade? I love that name
Love that tattoo, what’s that say?
Rot In Pieces?
Uh, that’s great
First off you don’t know Marshall
At all, so don’t grow partial
That’s ammo for my arsenal
I’ll slap you off that bar stool
There goes another lawsuit
Leave handprints all across you
Good Lordy-wody, you must be gone off that water bottle
You want what you can’t have
Ooh girl, that’s too damn bad
Don’t touch what you can’t grab
End up with two backhands
Put Anthrax on a Tampax
And slap you ’til you can’t stand
Girl, you just blew your chance
Don’t mean to ruin your plans
But I do know one thing though
Bitches they come they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I’ll love you one day
Maybe we’ll someday grow
‘Til then just sit your drunk ass
On that fuckin’ runway, hoe
I know you want me, baby
I think I want you too
(I think I love you, baby)
I think I love you too
I’m here to save you, girl
Come be in Shady’s world
I wanna grow together
Let’s let our love unfurl
You know you want me, baby
You know I want you too
They call me Superman
I’m here to rescue you
I wanna save you girl
Come be in Shady’s world
(Ooh boy, you drive me crazy)
Bitch, you make me hurl
‘Cause I can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
I can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Your Superman, your Superman
‘Cause I can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
I can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Can’t be your Superman
Your Superman, your Superman

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