CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : ぬれる ＆ あつい
First off, f**k your b*t*h and the clique you claim
Don't need to f**k her, no, she knows my name
She'll be calling me "Daddy" by the end of the day
You ain't sh*t, man, it's my d**k she'll crave
Hidden under sheets like a burka
Sneak up behind and f**king murk you
Back at It again like I'm from Jakarta
Why do you think you've got the chutzpah
To talk to me like I'm f**king backwards?
Striking back like I'm friends with Fatah
Swung right hook, leave you with a crook jaw
C**t, you're all talk like f**king Limbaugh
Man, I'll be gruff, when you're acting tough
All these empty threats, it's a bluff
Will you ever realise when it's enough?
Speak to me again and you'll get a swift cuff
F**k your b*t*h and the clique you claim
Don't need to f**k her, no, she knows my name
She'll be calling me "Daddy" by the end of the day
You ain't sh*t, man, it's my d**k she'll crave
What up, kids? It's Dodgy Dave
Burst in your house, make your b*t*h my slave
Give her an epileptic fit, nineties rave
She won't be walking for days
'Cause I broke her legs
Call me Eazy-E, I've got chronic AIDS
I go to a safe space and snipe out the gays
I don't see what's wrong with sex underage
I bang my sister, say every day
I have prostate cancer and inflamed bowels
I f**k your b*t*h, got her screaming vowels
A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y
Man, I really want to f**king die
Don't need to f**k her, no, she knows my name
She'll be calling me "Daddy" by the end of the day
You ain't sh*t, man, it's my d**k she'll crave
Hidden under sheets like a burka
Sneak up behind and f**king murk you
Back at It again like I'm from Jakarta
Why do you think you've got the chutzpah
To talk to me like I'm f**king backwards?
Striking back like I'm friends with Fatah
Swung right hook, leave you with a crook jaw
C**t, you're all talk like f**king Limbaugh
Man, I'll be gruff, when you're acting tough
All these empty threats, it's a bluff
Will you ever realise when it's enough?
Speak to me again and you'll get a swift cuff
F**k your b*t*h and the clique you claim
Don't need to f**k her, no, she knows my name
She'll be calling me "Daddy" by the end of the day
You ain't sh*t, man, it's my d**k she'll crave
What up, kids? It's Dodgy Dave
Burst in your house, make your b*t*h my slave
Give her an epileptic fit, nineties rave
She won't be walking for days
'Cause I broke her legs
Call me Eazy-E, I've got chronic AIDS
I go to a safe space and snipe out the gays
I don't see what's wrong with sex underage
I bang my sister, say every day
I have prostate cancer and inflamed bowels
I f**k your b*t*h, got her screaming vowels
A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y
Man, I really want to f**king die
