DF: Eww that's a lotta blood
PS: Dang that's a lotta blood
DF: Man that's a lotta blood

PS: Shux that's a lotta blood
DF: Gross that's a lotta blood
PS: Sick that's a lotta blood

DF: Barf that's a lotta blood
PS: Yeeeah


DF:
Yo, Dr. Fubalous has seen a lotta buttloads of blood
But shux like dat makes me all nauseous and I barf like a flood

But I say hell wit dat shi cuz me n' Papa we neva fright
Gotta save a patient now with an octopus bite


PS:
Yo, I'll give a shot
Cuz I'm always so mean, obscene

Like when I cut throats, get blood on my jeans
Haha JK cuz I'm so serene
My bleep be bleepin' like a bleep machine


DF:
Gotta white coat, stethoscope

Cold steel 'gainst ya throat
Lemonade, head nurse
On my crew it's Paula Squirst


CHORUS
PS: It's Papa Skwaught

DF: And Fubalous
PS: It's Papa Skwaught
DF: And Fubalous


DF:
Why don't we cut to the chase, now drop them draws to the ground

Lemme see that booty crack-a-lackin' through dat hospital gown
Now turn yo head to the right n' cough (Cough, Cough)
Now dust dat powda off

Turn to the left n' cough (Cough, Cough)
That smells like taco sauce


PS:
It's me, Papa Skwaught, and ya know I'm fo' real
Mad spittin, mad flowin, as I'm startin' to heal

All I wanna do is bust my rhymes while I deal
Bandaids, marmalade, from my automobile


DF:
We hip hop doc's are the master chiefs
Medicine and big beats, are a masterpiece

Like an IV in the arm we be flowin' to please
MC's and MD's want our expertise


CHORUS (x2)
PS: It's Papa Skwaught
DF: And Fubalous

PS: It's Papa Skwaught
DF: And Fubalous