Lyrics:
Shit crazy Aye RPo Smokin' that gas, this shit loud as a band (Huh) She ready to blow like there's gun in my hand Hold up I get cheese like a Havarti
Bitch I rock with this cheddar no Havarti Big glocks in my pants it's time to party Cordon Bleu in this bitch yeah I'm cooking up Lot of sauce in
getting cheese like Havarti I'll go to war with anybody Gonna fold a nigga like a panzerotti if he try to hit me with a planned robbery Understand I
damn army, ain't cheesed Havarti We run this town, jungle safari Bitter Campari Don't need no sorry This is what we do when we check somebody Where's
Every part of me want to party with havarti Hard to tell-a this-a fella No mozzarella (Ohhh) You will find me fancy creamy, melty, dreamy Oh, but I
potion and set the sidewalk in motion Alone I float inside and outside the party Caress my throat, the fatale and the havarti Sensory overload I am a true
champagne og du bliver ramt af proppen Mit navn har allerede 7-cifres værdi Fede summer, fed ost, det havarti Danske sedler ses som krummer Snart 8 cifre som
the type to turn heads Where's the after party? Just me and my crew, we the Alpha Barbie's We a whole damn army, ain't cheesed Havarti We run this town,
white wine and Havarti to get the day started Sittin' still, meditation Ape shit, I'm atarded Charter the flight Start it at night Wake up in Miami wrist
sauce and make the cheese Havarti My scriptures never holy (grrr) I pull this shit from pits and beat the shit from it until it tells me stories About its
sweatpants, my chance, to see you again Oh, when can I see you again Not too shabby for a party In HD, wine and havarti It's getting late and I'm still stuck
said to wait handling Havarti getting Gouda while I cheddar chasse talking bout cheese more than picture day in second grade pulling strings like
of the bunch And I'm arty I'll be out at a party Singing Judas Priest, for now I'm munching Havarti Hanging in my shark shirt Hanging in my shark shirt Hanging
Mixing Cactus Cooler with Bacardi, aye Tryna find a way to stack Havarti, aye My friends inviting me to party, aye But I'm too busy tryna roll this J
on the dance floor shotty gettin' naughty Spending all my money on a brand new Bugatti Pockets like havarti, taste like wasabi Oh I wanna know you That your
gotta pay that bro Dimelo, ven aqui, got the cheese, havarti, FARO sweet? Nigga please, pass the rock, double team And a nigga really got the juice with
first check I smell like Havarti Good grief these kids really Livin kinda rocky Like Heath shit's kinda bleak When you grow dead teeth whoa I know that I
Counting cheese that havarti I had to do it i'm sorry Nah i'm really not sorry I was finnesin' lil shawty i had to shawty But I had to let her go My nigga
karate You whining now I'm cheesing, havarti If this was my house, girl You would be out the party (You danger us) You dangerous (Unh, unh, unh-unh) You
dancing at a party Munchin' on havarti from a Fancy cheese platter plate Loafers are the shoes to wear Classy and first rate Shoes wear 'em every day Shoes
Ice cream and a hot toddy, try to mellow me out My friends say try karate, there's a dojo nearby I'm cheesy like havarti, I'm as high as a kite Just
the window we ten toes Drinking French roast coffee Better call me if we're talking cheese like havarti Make these mediocre copies commit Hari Kari I'm sorry
fuck clowns Portobello with shrimp havarti the cheese They look like some saints but they party with me I'm feeling like Moses when he parted the sea
gruyere good old sharp cheddar or havarti some parmagiano a wedge of brie Sometimes I t's all so easy, Sometimes I'm on my knees Sometimes I gotta do what
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