Paul Scotti - The Female Species lyrics

I'm f**ing b**hes, the last ones mad she hasn't been paid And now a days I'm f**ing b**hes like half of my age (28) "Why?" cause their more keen... "Here, Paul man, that's fourteen!" Not literally dickhead, I'm not some predator nor fiend But I'm f**ing any b**h that spreads her hips on my mattress Recently I lost a little weight but still I'm stuck with this fat dick I'll need a postal b**h to handle this package Or a magician, if it fits in then that sh** there's some magic! I'm manipulating dumb b**hes and s*uts to sit upon my dick By telling them I'll take them with me when I make it big I tell a b**h to s** my dick, stop acting so stuck up and dumb Cause if you don't s** my dick then how can you expect to succumb? I ain't no player but most of these b**hes these days are retards! f** them hard and send them off with your regards And they're happy as ever, to impress ya They'll s** the bell and clean the cheddar right off it I don't mean cheese as in profit... b*tchES HAVE LOST IT, now all they do is gossip and talk sh** Most of it nonsense, can't keep a promise, constantly want things Never stay faithful, can't keep things honest then expect us to crawl On our knees, begging and pleading in attempts to get a piece!!! b**h please! you're probably diseased Even protection couldn't protect me in between those dirty knees! I'd rather do it myself when I feel the need Instead of visiting the clinic every time we... fu*k ME! what is that you're wearing Thats got me staring and my soldier at ease? Screw this song lets get to working on Getting you out of those panties...