Official Music Video
Jealousy Woes II by Eminem
Lyrics & Translation
English
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous?! What he mean "jealous"?
Know what I'm sayin'? He just mad 'cause he all with them ugly hoes, know what I'm sayin'?
Girls don't buy him no clothes
He bought that ho some clothes!
He don't buy me no clothes
That nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick
I mean, what do I got to be jealous for?
He ain't gonna make it nowhere
He ain't got no type of time
He has no career move, I mean…
I come home every single day from workin' double shifts
And stop along the way to pick you up a couple gifts
I come inside and you pretend you miss me
When you kiss me, then you diss me
And we strenuously fight continuously
Again you frisk me, for numbers, tryin' to bust me
It must be only just because you never learned to trust me
Plus we only squabble over irrelevant issues
Too many tissues for my feelings you misuse
I buy you jewelry, you make a fool of me
I bring you diamond rings, you say I'm bad at timin' things
So what's a man to do
When all I hand to you is handed back to me?
You act to be this gangsta bitch
That ain't what first attracted me
I used to love your company
Now you're always pumpin' me for information
And you tell your friends you plan on dumpin' me
So I'ma wait for your evacuation
'Cause every accusation
Makes me wanna smack your face in
See, I've never been so sure, and you're just insecure
So my solution to your jealousy presents a cure
I recommend you take your things and check 'em in
Look at the nervous wreck I'm in
I need my second wind—say what?!
Jealo-!
Jealousy!
Jealousy!
Fuck you and what you going through! Fuck Eminem!
He just mad 'cause I left that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don't need nothin' but minus money
Immature, me? Nigga ain't got no dick
No swang in his thang, know what I'm sayin'?
He just mad 'cause I'm gettin' it all night
Jealous of me, know what I'm sayin'?
That's what I'm talkin' about
Motherfucker just tryin' to get this pussy
I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your silent treatments
I used to be intoxicated with your sweet scents
Until the day I started followin' your feet prints
And tappin' in your phone conversations
Through the heat vents—it made complete sense
There's someone else you like
So I confronted you and asked you, "Who was Mike?"
And you was like, (I need a new nigga)
"Someone rich that I could follow
And you'll be over me by the time you see tomorrow."
Leavin' me in sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken-hearted
I fell apart when you departed, then the jokin' started
I was an open target, you play comedian
And I became the laughing stock
But now I'm on my feet again
And so we meet again, you're actin' like an ex-wife
All in my sex life, I got a message from Phife
It goes, "You didn't want me to see yo' hon
Don't want me now, take the towel, wipe your brow!"
Quit tryin' to hunt me down!
You run me down and now your tryin' to apologize
For all the lies and every time you made me ball my eyes
Because I got a bigger wallet size, you wanna swing it
Jealousy is in the house, y'all—fellas, sing it!
Jealo-!
Jealousy!
Jealousy!
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Jealousy Woes II by Eminem
Jealousy Woes II* (original Eminem)
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous!
Jealous?! What he mean "jealous"?
Know what I'm sayin'? He just mad 'cause he all with them ugly hoes, know what I'm sayin'?
Girls don't buy him no clothes
He bought that ho some clothes!
He don't buy me no clothes
That nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick
I mean, what do I got to be jealous for?
He ain't gonna make it nowhere
He ain't got no type of time
He has no career move, I mean…
I come home every single day from workin' double shifts
And stop along the way to pick you up a couple gifts
I come inside and you pretend you miss me
When you kiss me, then you diss me
And we strenuously fight continuously
Again you frisk me, for numbers, tryin' to bust me
It must be only just because you never learned to trust me
Plus we only squabble over irrelevant issues
Too many tissues for my feelings you misuse
I buy you jewelry, you make a fool of me
I bring you diamond rings, you say I'm bad at timin' things
So what's a man to do
When all I hand to you is handed back to me?
You act to be this gangsta bitch
That ain't what first attracted me
I used to love your company
Now you're always pumpin' me for information
And you tell your friends you plan on dumpin' me
So I'ma wait for your evacuation
'Cause every accusation
Makes me wanna smack your face in
See, I've never been so sure, and you're just insecure
So my solution to your jealousy presents a cure
I recommend you take your things and check 'em in
Look at the nervous wreck I'm in
I need my second wind—say what?!
Jealo-!
Jealousy!
Jealousy!
Fuck you and what you going through! Fuck Eminem!
He just mad 'cause I left that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don't need nothin' but minus money
Immature, me? Nigga ain't got no dick
No swang in his thang, know what I'm sayin'?
He just mad 'cause I'm gettin' it all night
Jealous of me, know what I'm sayin'?
That's what I'm talkin' about
Motherfucker just tryin' to get this pussy
I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your silent treatments
I used to be intoxicated with your sweet scents
Until the day I started followin' your feet prints
And tappin' in your phone conversations
Through the heat vents—it made complete sense
There's someone else you like
So I confronted you and asked you, "Who was Mike?"
And you was like, (I need a new nigga)
"Someone rich that I could follow
And you'll be over me by the time you see tomorrow."
Leavin' me in sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken-hearted
I fell apart when you departed, then the jokin' started
I was an open target, you play comedian
And I became the laughing stock
But now I'm on my feet again
And so we meet again, you're actin' like an ex-wife
All in my sex life, I got a message from Phife
It goes, "You didn't want me to see yo' hon
Don't want me now, take the towel, wipe your brow!"
Quit tryin' to hunt me down!
You run me down and now your tryin' to apologize
For all the lies and every time you made me ball my eyes
Because I got a bigger wallet size, you wanna swing it
Jealousy is in the house, y'all—fellas, sing it!
Jealo-!
Jealousy!
Jealousy!
Jealousy Woes II (traducción LyricVerse Team)
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¡Celoso!
¿Celoso?! ¿Qué quiere decir con "celoso"?
¿Sabes lo que digo? Él solo está enojado porque está con esas putas feas, ¿sabes lo que digo?
Las chicas no le compran ropa
¡Él le compró ropa a esa puta!
Él no me compra ropa
Ese negro no tiene dinero, ni onda, ni polla
O sea, ¿por qué tendría que estar celosa?
Él no va a llegar a ninguna parte
Él no tiene tiempo para nada
No tiene ningún avance en su carrera, o sea...
Llego a casa todos los días de trabajar turnos dobles
Y me detengo en el camino para recogerte un par de regalos
Entro y tú finges que me extrañas
Cuando me besas, luego me desprecias
Y peleamos arduamente sin parar
De nuevo me registras, buscando números, tratando de pillarme
Debe ser solo porque nunca aprendiste a confiar en mí
Además, solo discutimos por asuntos irrelevantes
Demasiados pañuelos para mis sentimientos que maltratas
Te compro joyas, me haces quedar como un tonto
Te traigo anillos de diamantes, dices que soy malo para el tiempo
Entonces, ¿qué debe hacer un hombre?
¿Cuando todo lo que te doy me es devuelto?
Actúas como esta perra gánster
Eso no fue lo que me atrajo al principio
Solía amar tu compañía
Ahora siempre me estás sacando información
Y les dices a tus amigos que planeas dejarme
Así que esperaré tu evacuación
Porque cada acusación
Me hace querer golpearte la cara
Mira, nunca he estado tan seguro, y tú solo eres insegura
Así que mi solución a tus celos presenta una cura
Te recomiendo que tomes tus cosas y las registres
Mira el manojo de nervios en el que estoy
Necesito un segundo aire—¡¿qué dices?!
¡Celo-!
¡Celos!
¡Celos!
¡Que te jodan a ti y a lo que estás pasando! ¡Que jodan a Eminem!
Él solo está enojado porque dejé a ese negro por otro hombre
Eminem y yo no necesitamos nada más que menos dinero
¿Inmadura, yo? El negro no tiene polla
No hay swing en su cosa, ¿sabes lo que digo?
Él solo está enojado porque lo estoy teniendo toda la noche
Celoso de mí, ¿sabes lo que digo?
De eso estoy hablando
El hijo de puta solo está tratando de conseguir este coño
Solía ser un títere y un tonto para tus tratamientos silenciosos
Solía estar intoxicado con tus dulces aromas
Hasta el día en que empecé a seguir tus huellas
Y a intervenir tus conversaciones telefónicas
A través de las rejillas de ventilación—tenía todo el sentido
Hay alguien más que te gusta
Así que te confronté y te pregunté: "¿Quién era Mike?"
Y tú dijiste, (Necesito un negro nuevo)
"Alguien rico a quien pudiera seguir
Y me habrás superado para cuando veas el mañana."
Dejándome en la tristeza, Brandy nunca se sintió tan desconsolada
Me desmoroné cuando te fuiste, luego las bromas comenzaron
Yo era un blanco fácil, tú haces de comediante
Y me convertí en el hazmerreír
Pero ahora estoy de pie de nuevo
Y así nos encontramos de nuevo, actúas como una ex-esposa
Metida en mi vida sexual, recibí un mensaje de Phife
Dice: "No querías que viera a tu amor
¡No me quieres ahora, toma la toalla, límpiate la frente!"
¡Deja de intentar cazarme!
Me denigras y ahora intentas disculparte
Por todas las mentiras y cada vez que me hiciste llorar a mares
Porque tengo una cartera más grande, quieres lucirla
¡Los celos están en la casa, todos—chicos, cántenlo!
¡Celo-!
¡Celos!
¡Celos!
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