Hey, Em, it's Paul.
Uh, I was listening to the album.
Good * luck.
You're on your own.
Guess who's back?
Back again?
She's back.
Tell a friend.
Guess who's back?
Guess who's back?
Guess who's back?
Guess who's back?
Guess who's back?
Look what the snork brung,
little baby devil with the forked tongue
And it's sticking out,
yeah, like a sore thumb
With a forehead that it grew horns from,
still a white jerk
Pulling up in a Chrysler to the Cypher with the Fex perks and a Bud Light shirt
Lyrical technician, an electrician, y'all light work
And I don't gotta play pretend,
it's you I make believe
And you know I'm here to stay cause me,
if I was to ever take a leave
It would be aspirin to break a feed,
if I was to ask for Megan Lee
Stallion, if she would collab with me,
would I really have a shot at a feat?
I don't know but I'm glad to be back like
Abra, Abra, Cadabra And for my last trick
I'm about to reach in my back bra
Like Abra, Abra, Cadabra
And for my last trick
Just like that and I'm back bra
Now back in the days of Omi
When right around the time I became a Dofi
Ate some Koging as a way of coping
Take the Mopi, it's case of Oki
Turned me into Smelly Face Emoji
My * may not be age appropriate
But I will hit an 8-year-old in the face with a participation trophy
Plus I have zero doubts that this whole world's bout to turn into some girl scouts
That sends the * girls out
So when I started this verse it did start off light-hearted at first
But it feels like I'm targeted,
mind boggling how my profit is skyrocketing
Look what I pocketed,
yeah the * is just like y'all have been like jogging
And I've been running at full speed and that's why I'm ahead like my noggin
I'm the fight yard today and when you debate who the best but outside I'm white chalk and then
He step up to let my cock get in on my guard attention Not again!
Abra, abra, cadabra And for my last trick
I'm about to reach in the back bra
You can do it like Abra, abra,
cadabra
And for my last trick
Just like that and I'm back bra
Break it down
Sometimes I wonder what the old me'd say
If what?
And if he could see the way * is today
Look at this *,
man He'd probably say that everything is gay Like happy!
What's my name?
What's my name?
Chicken and * So how many little kids still wanna act like me?
I'm a bigger * than cacti be
And that's why these
Worst thing just like you were being attacked by bees
In a coop leaning back my seat
What?
Open R.
Kelly's favorite group
The Black Guy Guy Bees
Bees in my Air Max 90s
White T's walking parental advisory
My transgender cat's Siamese
Identifies as black but acts Chinese
Like a motherfuckin' hacky sack,
got treed The whole world, cuz I got it at my feet
Can I explain to you that even myself
I'm a danger to,
get up on tracks like a
Nangaroo and say a few things that do
The anger you, but * that, if I think that *
I'ma say that *,
cancel me What?
Okay, that's it, go ahead, Paul Quit, snake ass *, you nail cross dresser Fake ass bitch,
and I'll probably get *
For that, but you can all suck my *
In fact, * them, * Dre, * Jimmy * me, * you, * my own kids
That brat, * em, niggas who are
I'm in RuPaul, you too, Paul, got two balls, biggest RuPauls, what you thought you saw,
ain't what you saw,
cause you're never gonna see me,
start sleeping, see the kids napping,
never did happen, like Shari Papini, Harry Houdini, I vanish into the thin air as I'm leaving like,
Abra, Abra, Cadabra, chicka, and for my last trick,
I'm about to reach in my back, bruh, you too,
like Abra, Abra, Cadabra, chicka, and for my last trick,
poof, it's like cat in the back, bruh.