Uroovaak - Paper Soap (feat. Karishma Rawat)

I feel like I'm a Paper Soap
Rubbed and thrown away
You used me
Now I'm letting go
I'm letting you go

I'm sorry if you feel so ignored
It's all good between us
It's just been three months
Since we're seeing each other
I mean, I'd rather be with you
Than any other lady and I mean that
We're lovers
Each and every moment is cherished
And I hope that we're married
By the time you will be carrying my seed
See I love you
So much that I need no rubber
I don't know what it is
Must be the butterflies in my stomach
My mind just flutters
Everytime you're around me
I just fuck up my lines
I stutter
Trying to shut up
I dive into your eyes
And I suffer from
The lies I've been blabbering
And I'm sorry for everything
I really am

I feel like I'm a Paper Soap
Rubbed and thrown away
You used me
Now I'm letting go
I'm letting you go

Heh-heh-hey
I'm not a gully boy
I'm a classy rapper
Got the fuckboy haircut
And beard chiseled liked Drake's head hair
But my voice is bassy
And not like a velociraptor's
Followed by my posse to the afterparty
That is after the party
That is after the party after
Doesn't end till I'm talking backwards
Brain's altered, whacked three smart asses
And leave em crawling
Shattered
I'm like a gay man's butt
Yes, I'm a cocky asshole
But not with you
You are all I want in life, yo
But you've been right, though
There is another person
I've been paying more attention to
Can't tell you who cos
It'll cause too much tension
Between this triangle
Just wanted to let you know
I know honesty is what you respect the most
But don't expect too much from me
Cos I'm too whimsical
A spectacle
A nice man is who I pretend to be
I know I've hurt your feelings, girl
But don't you weep.
I still dream about you
So go to sleep with that, thot
And meet me in your dreams
Cos that's the only place where we're supposed to be
Together

I feel like I'm a Paper Soap
Rubbed and thrown away
You used me
Now I'm letting go
I'm letting you go

You keep saying
I'm letting you go, I'm letting you go
But you're not leaving me alone
I saw you outside my door and now the window
Why you gotta be such a creep, hoe?
I think I got you extra curious to
Know who that other person is, no?
Stop throwing shit at my window, bitch
Or I'll be downstairs with a shotgun
And shells for your crazy head, hoe
In a nutshell
I want you out of my life
For the same reason I wanted you in it
You are as loony as I am
But my tuning is different.
I'm wired in a way that I lean towards
Choosing my career
Over any hoochie I'm being with
Yes, bitch
The other person is work
And I'm shocked I had to spoon-feed it to you
But now that we're at this fork
I'm teaching you a lesson
I'm leaving you
Cos nothing makes me happier than making music
Me? I'm sick of you
And I never get sick of producing
And rapping and
Ooh, what a feeling! True bliss
I think the cops are here
Bye-bye, Ms. Bullshit
It's been nicely stupid of me knowing you
Fuckin' lunatic

I'm sick of your tantrums, hoe
I want you to leave me alone
Bitch, you are the worst thing that's happened to me
And the only thing makes me happy is work
I really don't know why
You feel like you're a Paper Soap
Rubbed and thrown away
I loved you but
Now I'm letting go
I'm letting you go-hoe-hoe

I never realized you would never realize
That I never really lied
I think it is I
Who made a mistake
By telling you there's another person in this shit
But now you know
It's been my work
You might have felt like a Paper Soap
Cos the main bars that cleanse me are of Hip-Hop

Written by:
Uroovaak Vora

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