PaulyPiff - Quaranteen

(Yea yea...)
(Stupid pussy... you stupid pussy...)
(Ay... ay... ay...)
(You must not know... me...)
(Ay... ay... ay...)
(You must not... know... me...)

What the fuck am I to do
Bitch i'm in a situ-ation
And the whole god damn world wanna' god damn hurl every god damn heard litigation
Got a fuckin'
Store full of basic
Take a tour through the morgue in the basement
Take a walk in the shoes, take a look through the eyes
Take a feel from the Korg and the bass hit
Gotta' fuckin'
Talk like this when i rap
Cause every single mark ya'll miss imma' map I'm a
Shark in the mist, don't slack
Bitch i'm chuckin' out a dart to ya' fist if you tap on the door
While i'm fuckin' out ya' whore in the back
Ports on the porch, i don't smoke that crap
Are you sure that you' in it for the love
Bitch i'm in it with the glove and i'm sinnin', with the rope i slap
She hangin' out in my hangout
Danglin' with them fangs out
I got vampires, werewolves, scared fools that get RANG OUT
She get her mind blown, then she blows mine
Fine hoe, the hoe's fine
PaulyPiff, she calls me daddy (Puff)
Puffin fatties of that CLOTHESLINE
I got NO TIME
Ain't y'all in luck
In power I stay as the person I be
Ain't talkin' Chuck
Ain't talkin' Taylor when i try to say no conversin' wit' me
Ain't gettin' stuck
Ain't gettin' sour, you heard me, i'm surely discernin' the plea
Ain't give a fuck
Ain't give a flower for courtesy, urgently purging the glee...
And fuck that show
I don't give a damn what the fuck Fat Joe
I don't give a damn what the fuck Slim Jesus sees, this rap is the bluff i know
I don't give a decent time or no peace of mind
I gotta leave the line to go feed the blind
I gotta see the shine, if i need to find
I got the reaper behind my leap and stride
I can't...

Written by:
Paul Schultz Jr.

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