Doctor Scott - Ouch Music

Ouch, That shit hurt
Ouch, That shit hurt
Ouch, That shit hurt
Ouch, That shit hurt

Baddies call me daddy
Perfect tens, they bless my session
Sade said my love is king
Who am I to question?
Wisdom in my cypher
Divine muscle in my beenie
Women rub my back at night
And go to war to keep me
Supporters cheer my name
Throw they arms up like the victor
Doped up off my rocker my drug test look like a Richter
Scale the seismic shift when I impale
Nothing minor
Vintage like it's ninety-three rocking a fila visor
My aura something like the stone pit bull Tomohiro
Brothers at the function be like "Scotty you're my hero"
Catch me at the house, copping cabeza on the couch
Fuck her face and fill her mouth
Steal the show and surf the crowd
They say ouch

Fucking ouch, That shit hurt
They say ouch, that shit hurt
Fucking ouch, That shit hurt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Bottom of the 9th responsible when pennant clinches
Down three runs with bases drunk I'm swinging for the fences
Rappers switching genders, I kick 'em in the cunt
Anal rape a flamer with my dick up in her butt
Panic if butt blood is absent when your boy pull out
Re-engage up in her anal freeway, swerving outta bounds
She say ouch

Fucking ouch, That shit hurt (I don't care if that shit made no sense)
Fucking ouch, That shit hurt
Fucking ouch, That shit hurt
Fucking ouch, That shit hurt
Ouch, That shit hurt
Ouch, That shit hurt

Written by:
Scott Winter

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