CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Asian Pizza
Oh, oh
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia
I be making f**king dough in the pizzeria
It's a spicy meatball, give you diarrhoea
Popping bars like the mozzarella sticks I eat, uh
The game must be a girl 'cause I'm always in it
I had 'em running like a track meet
Pa**ing around excuses like a f**king baton
Your grammar sucks, you run on
Like girls missing periods, double entendre
For the family, get fisted like Elmo
Slap away the hands like "Hell, no"
Joke's drier than the elbows on an ethnic man
Drop more jaws than guillotines in the eighteen-hundreds, damn
Yo, the MSG of the rap game
Very little substance but that flavour is insane
I just wanted food, never needed a big name
So f**k you if you think I'm killing sh*t for fame 'cause ew
Scholars call it cheating when I call it cutting work ethics
Peter North, no shortcomings, I'm trying to f**k some Rosetta girls
Get it through the spine, girl, like an epidural
Get it on your face, girl, like a Pollock mural
F**k your sh*t, man, I'm harder than a c*ck-a-doodle
Oh man, oh man
Who the f**k you think is making the coin
I don't give a f**k about your little b*t*hes, your point?
I'm on a whole 'nother level, f**king moms in a joint
You dirty c**ts, why you being such a faggot, kid?
Holy f**k, man, you're being such a faggot, kid
Yep, and I've been doing business on the low
I got evicted so I got myself a bungalow
She hold my d**k under the table like a puppet show
I'm f**king models every day, my d**k's a runway, hoe
My d**k's a runway, hoe (Eh)
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia
I be making f**king dough in the pizzeria
It's a spicy meatball, give you diarrhoea
Popping bars like the mozzarella sticks I eat, uh
When I'm finished in the kitchen, man, I never clean up
I sit at home with my dough with my feet up
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia
I be making f**king dough in the pizzeria
Mamma f**king mia, mamma f**king mia, mamma f**king mia
I be making f**king dough up in the pizzeria
The dough smell so nasty, boy, I don't eat it
The dough smell like my d**k, man, the girls eat it
Ah
Ah
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia
I be making f**king dough in the pizzeria
It's a spicy meatball, give you diarrhoea
Popping bars like the mozzarella sticks I eat, uh
The game must be a girl 'cause I'm always in it
I had 'em running like a track meet
Pa**ing around excuses like a f**king baton
Your grammar sucks, you run on
Like girls missing periods, double entendre
For the family, get fisted like Elmo
Slap away the hands like "Hell, no"
Joke's drier than the elbows on an ethnic man
Drop more jaws than guillotines in the eighteen-hundreds, damn
Yo, the MSG of the rap game
Very little substance but that flavour is insane
I just wanted food, never needed a big name
So f**k you if you think I'm killing sh*t for fame 'cause ew
Scholars call it cheating when I call it cutting work ethics
Peter North, no shortcomings, I'm trying to f**k some Rosetta girls
Get it through the spine, girl, like an epidural
Get it on your face, girl, like a Pollock mural
F**k your sh*t, man, I'm harder than a c*ck-a-doodle
Oh man, oh man
Who the f**k you think is making the coin
I don't give a f**k about your little b*t*hes, your point?
I'm on a whole 'nother level, f**king moms in a joint
You dirty c**ts, why you being such a faggot, kid?
Holy f**k, man, you're being such a faggot, kid
Yep, and I've been doing business on the low
I got evicted so I got myself a bungalow
She hold my d**k under the table like a puppet show
I'm f**king models every day, my d**k's a runway, hoe
My d**k's a runway, hoe (Eh)
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia
I be making f**king dough in the pizzeria
It's a spicy meatball, give you diarrhoea
Popping bars like the mozzarella sticks I eat, uh
When I'm finished in the kitchen, man, I never clean up
I sit at home with my dough with my feet up
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia
I be making f**king dough in the pizzeria
Mamma f**king mia, mamma f**king mia, mamma f**king mia
I be making f**king dough up in the pizzeria
The dough smell so nasty, boy, I don't eat it
The dough smell like my d**k, man, the girls eat it
Ah
Ah
