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On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch

Took her to Favortown, 'cause it's my

the family go tell em back off
Got pay off money keeping cases low like the caps off
My cook up is more Jesse Pinkman than Guy Fieri
They couldn't chef it up

home invasions
And Guy Fieri’s new book tour too
We cover anything we think will
Instill fear into you
Let's go live to our man on the scene
Good

to be frank
I don't want your bitch
You can keep her I need gas in the tank
Guy Fieri ima chop up this beat
Need an autograph catch me at the meet

about going to Flavortown with Guy Fieri like you should join us man like-)
(You should for real join us)
(Yooo I was thinking about going to Flavortown

shoes and I ain't running dude
My girl jealous cause she know that I'm in love with you
My name LeBronson, Not Guy Fieri
You get robbed for your cheddu

hit my cup
This ain't Food Network, he not Guy Fieri
Kick a bitch out, huh, bitch
Ain't fucking, she keep saying, "Period"
Huh, bitch too bad, huh
Carry

your kitchen money
Guy Fieri

There is a wildly elusive moment of bliss
In the spaces between being told you are shit
I would openly suggest
Identifying

Flippin' Out

Smash Mouth

Magic

2012

I can't imagine why you flipped me off
Did Guy Fieri really teach you how to drive
Does all your raging just make you feel alive
The faces that

to flavor town, no Guy Fieri could stop me
Lamborghini chilling, tinted olive like martini
Sucking down pasta tootsie pop fetichini
Santorini, keep the grease

gotta try to scare him
Its easy as pie is to prime with cherries
I'll set a flavor fire to Guy Fieri's
Derriere, and fling him higher than a canary
Like

make a quick lick
Drivin' to the crib like Guy Fieri
She spongin' on my Bob until I'm ready
She picks up my ass and kicks open the door
"Are you

He's wasted on horse tranquilizers
That Guy Fieri slipped him
And he mumbles through Bird on a Wire
And flips the bird to Drew Barrymore
'Cause I hated

I can't cook
But I know how to make a steamy bitch
I got a lot of sauce that makes your girl a throw a fit
They call me guy Guy Fieri I take you

of an unincorporated area just to the east of the bridge
To the west of the bridge is Ferndale, where Guy Fieri, born in Columbus, Ohio as Guy Ramsay Ferry, grew up.

just hit and gave her high five
Turned into the guy
When I pull up in the Ferrari
Not Guy Fieri
If she wanna bite me just to keep it spicy
She said "wine

watching
Guy Fieri Blonde, dining, driving by em
Get the barrel popping like I'm Guy Fawkes'ing
Lil light jog, yall marathoning
Mera Mera No Mi know

that way, I say I'm just vibing
Feeling like Nav when he dropped Perfect Timing
I'm atop the mountains 'cause I been stuck on climbing
Look up to Guy

up when you wanna...

Pack your nap sack
Guy Fieri in the back
Down to flavor town 
Pineapp on the attack
Right hand grips
Left handed cigarette
Big D

the switch is at hey
You Chic-fil-A
I'm Guy Fieri and Gordon Ramsay and we at a buffet
And I already got the goat locked up Guantanamo bay hey
There's

girly be my snack machine
(Snack machine)
Pop that ass, pills in Ibiza
Eat from the back, stuffed crust pizza
Beat it outta bounds, Guy Fieri
Yeah I'mma

thru a nigga city like Guy Fieri Cavalli my body you know I'm always hella threaded
The Dub the mafia we hot as the Serengeti the way they slept on me

till my people eat like Guy Fieri
And that’s just been the mindset
Plotting on a bag crunching numbers where you find us
While them boys conjure up those

the kitchen, and this shit get scary
Whippin wit the flames, like I'm Guy Fieri
Poppin these power geysers, I Bogard like Terry
Y'all raps is sweet as hell, you