Pizza Songtext
von Attila
Pizza Songtext
One, two, three, four
You know what you are?
A pizza poser, fuck you
I′ve never seen you eat a slice
To you it's just a trend, pizza is my life
(Pizza is my life)
Thin crust deep dish double pepperoni
Elios stuffed crust, no anchovies
Pizza Rolls, Bagel Bites, cheesy crust is what I like
Put it in the oven, we can order delivery
I don′t care, I'm not very picky
Warm and delicious, spicy, sticky
Cut in to eight squares or triangles
All I really want is pizza in me
Pizza is the greatest food in earth
Well, shit
I got drunk with Papa John
He snorted cocaine with his apron on
He got too fucked up for delivery
It was over thirty minutes so my pizza was free
Oh!
(P-I-Z-Z-A)
(P-I-Z-Z-A)
Yo, dude, go get the door, it's the pizza guy
Ooh, you got any money on this one?
Yeah, here′s a five
What up, man? Give me that shit, keep the change, get out of here
Haha, yo, hurry, bring that shit over here
What′d you put on it? The good stuff? (Yo, you–you pumped?)
I got the best stuff man, feast your eyes
Dude, are you fucking kidding me? Pineapple on the whole fucking pizza?
Yeah?
Are you shitting me?
No?
Fucking pineapple? Ruah
Pineapple doesn't belong on pizza
You fucking piece of shit
Why would you do this to me?
Dude, chill, you can peel off the pineapple
No!
I′m gonna peel your eyes out of your fucking skull
I will extract your blood, use it as pizza sauce
You know what you are?
A pizza poser, fuck you
I′ve never seen you eat a slice
To you it's just a trend, pizza is my life
(Pizza is my life)
Thin crust deep dish double pepperoni
Elios stuffed crust, no anchovies
Pizza Rolls, Bagel Bites, cheesy crust is what I like
Put it in the oven, we can order delivery
I don′t care, I'm not very picky
Warm and delicious, spicy, sticky
Cut in to eight squares or triangles
All I really want is pizza in me
Pizza is the greatest food in earth
Well, shit
I got drunk with Papa John
He snorted cocaine with his apron on
He got too fucked up for delivery
It was over thirty minutes so my pizza was free
Oh!
(P-I-Z-Z-A)
(P-I-Z-Z-A)
Yo, dude, go get the door, it's the pizza guy
Ooh, you got any money on this one?
Yeah, here′s a five
What up, man? Give me that shit, keep the change, get out of here
Haha, yo, hurry, bring that shit over here
What′d you put on it? The good stuff? (Yo, you–you pumped?)
I got the best stuff man, feast your eyes
Dude, are you fucking kidding me? Pineapple on the whole fucking pizza?
Yeah?
Are you shitting me?
No?
Fucking pineapple? Ruah
Pineapple doesn't belong on pizza
You fucking piece of shit
Why would you do this to me?
Dude, chill, you can peel off the pineapple
No!
I′m gonna peel your eyes out of your fucking skull
I will extract your blood, use it as pizza sauce
Writer(s): Andrew Wade, Christopher Fronzak, Kalan Blehm, Christopher Linck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com