Lyrics:
Never switch on your chick
That's on bitch code
Catch a trick, fry ‘em up in that Crisco
Fuck the grid, I'ma dip to a flip phone
Own the split's
the knife when I slide
Yerr I'm outside Yerrr I'm outside
Wanted beef here's the burger wit the fries wait up hold this nine
Yerrr I'm outside Yerrr I'm
win.ning
bring home the bacon i'll fry it up
on an empty stomach i cannot love
nothing's for free
and though i am something
trust when i say nothing
i'm
win.ning
bring home the bacon i'll fry it up
on an empty stomach i cannot love
nothing's for free
and though i am something
trust when i say nothing
i'm
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
guy
I wish he would fry
Not in the electric chair
But to fry up some vegan fish and chips
Becuase if it weren't vegan it would be
Cruelly exploiting
ice cold beer
Catch a fish to fry, crank up that Charley Pride
Oh when Saturday comes, its sunburnt fun
F.L.O.A.T you and me
F.L.O.A.T you and me
dummies
Nothing in this world of sin
Is a given
But Death and Taxes
So turn me in
To the government
And I'll die laughing
Those punks can have me
Fry me up
you in the microwave
I’ll make ‘em sizzle, fry your brain like a TV dinner
Get it while it’s hot if you’re feeling eager
I’ll fry up all your browsers
of a sensible word
It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
At the end of a long hot year
Fry up that supper, we'll kill it for breakfast
Turn the table
know we got a lot bigger fish to fry?
Up north they just lynch Willie Sims
How come y'all niggas ain't trying to get them?
Unless somebody come to try
I said
Lil danni got hit in his shit
Shoulda put him in spliff
Legs up looking like Bitch
First one move
Fry em like a fish
clways up early
lyrics
Put her in the back with the flat tire
I'm fire 'till I retire
I tie her up and then fry her up
And then give her to the higher up
Tech N9ne
Had them man moving like a snitch in a news room
Never seen man break quick like a glass tube
Watched my own gang fry up like fast food
Two months later
Throwin fries up in hot grease
Rockness rips straight through toys
Got rappers jumpin through car windows
Like they Duke Boys i told ya
This east-west is
your jersey
Im mirin that ramen bring out the shaman
East side looking out for west side
Fry up your models coz I wreck brides
Fuck up your journey
the beef
But I'll fry up a man if he tries with me
All I want in life is to make these beats
Then count up my racks till' my hands go green
All they do is
five fries
Beatin' the beat up
All of these bitches all wanna drink semen
All of these snitches and hoes and demons
Please believe me, I'm not fiending,
I love it on the Southside
They know how to deep fry
Take it up to Orange Mound
We're representing Memphis
I like it at the Harlem House
to the Jeep, we head down to the beach
I'm grateful for these memories
I caught my first red fish
She said she'd fry it up if I let her
That's when I knew I
Don't steal my fries
Your face
Takes up too much space
In my suitcase
Gonna have to let it go
Your face
Takes up too much space
In my suitcase
Gonna
cooking up like a pan fry
So dope you can roll that
You can roll that, up
A long night's a sober night
And baby let me take you home tonight
Let's go go go
dishes, my kitchen I fry up
If they couldn't witness, my vision's just brighter
I came to my senses, my mind it just light up
They hate when I go
They want
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