Lyrics:
molasses on the biscuits
I'm from the country
Me and my cousins musty
Clean the house on Saturday cause you do not work on Sunday
Gravy for my grits
Liver
Let me tell you something...
I can eat almost any kind of food
From slimy raw oysters to cabbage that's stewed
I can eat spinach or liver and onions
Me nuh Georgie Porgy, no pudding, no pie
If a me fi nyam woman, I couldn't not I
Man fi stick to woman like Olive and Popeye
Elephant Man, ma liver
screamed, why do you burn me
And serve me up cold
I said I got the spatula
Just do what you're told
Then the liver & onions
Started joining
Cosby's teaspoon
And you the pudding
My cousin Eye is crazy
All I gotta do is wave and yeah, it's bye bye baby
I'm higher than Wayne and I rhyme like crazy
Alright kick back, relax and grab yourself a beverage
Or hop if you wanna just bounce to my lev-er-age
The evidence, as they say, is in the pudding
to overcook
This evening's menu
Features only the finest and freshest
Locally sourced produce
For starters
We have the exquisite foie gras
From the liver
it like bobby and whitney
Man this drinking is fucking with liver my kidney
I'm smoking that gas and my lungs is on chimney
My niggas slimey they
she wanta
Watch me cave something
She came to me even more plus
I allistar
Play with that finger
In the pudding
Tell her same position as the pray
the proof in the pudding
Point blank shoot clutch the trigger I'm pulling
Getting this cheddar that's P what I'm pushing
Stay to myself but I still be around
the mirror
You gotta cry me river, I'm having so much Hennessy, I think it's hurting my liver
And if I catch a DUI, I gotta call On my sister
So you know we
Heart cold till it start Simma start simma
Born bad suh mi cya shiver glock waa dinner
M4 shot path liver from mi head chip off
Gi dem 76ixx
Tricky tricky
pudding
With the blood and some of the meat
We'll leave it to dry
Up in the sky
Cause blood is a tasty treat
Pigs have much to offer us
You must be
to digest
This purulent victual with which I'm obsessed
Greedily binging on glistening turds
As gristle and fat form globular curds
Pulsating liver is
and they love me (get off our dick)
What? you ain't gettin the point I think I'll give it to you
Right in your waist and hand your fuckin liver to you,
I guess it's liver again
Can't you, make some pork?
Have you heard of this animal
Called a pig?
What'cha do to this pudding?
My ulcer's
hold a [?] scissor
The [?] watch is in the toxified liver
You need somebody popped? We'll rock for five figures
For less we could touch him and leave
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