Lyrics:
with kids, from the store to pastry
The Foreign Object, direct from ? with the skit
That be rugged, it was the drumsticks and the buckets
Back in
talkin' that shit, split his tongue like an ace
Angela Simmons, I stay with that pastry (um, yeah)
I stood on that bean and now my pocket cakey (yeah)
me - my little pastry mother take me
There's a pie shop in the sky.
can get your fender bent
I treat girls just like pastry
Mmmm tasty!
Very kinky when it comes to hanky panky
A well known player, but not for
clip by 18
Nigga I be gettin' to the cake
I love that pastry
Now I eat fillet mignon, no more babies
Out here livin' on my own like I'm 18
I'm a minor
that 9, and that bitch got a laser
And I'll lay a nigga down, I'm like, "Fuck nigga, pay me"
I ain't bakin', but I'm cakin', I should open a pastry
I
Manipulating play with hopes
Hoops a lap with a famous flow
Pastry chef nigga I made the dough
Caked up and eat the breed
Like Jarett from subway every
Time
I'm a friend of Mister Pastry
I'm a friend of Allen Jones
I'm a friend of Shirley Bassey
I'm a friend of your chromosomes
I'm a friend
Reg Hampton, George Formby
Billy Fury, Little Titch
Uncle Mac, Mr. Pastry and all
Uncle mac, Mr. Patry and all
Alright England?
G'wan England
Oh
their pastry
But every day they bring him more.
Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away
And then go and eat them on the shore.
I
and silver stitches
We can turn his rags to riches
My so called friends say you're not alive
I'll bake their bones for telling lies
Then pull the pastry from
Puba on the beat and you know the shit is boomin
Tasty like pastry, fresh from the bakery
First Priority, that's the way it has to be
Feel the drum,
and green
Pea, cauliflower, pine apple and cranberries,
While the pastry cook plant cherry brandy will grant,
Apple puffs, and three corners, and banburys;
Mademoiselles
You end me, pal
Second bottle
Ah, she looks for me
Bonnet flapping
Yapping
Ruff
Chicken
Pastry
Yes, she looks for me good
Let her
the pastry, chocolate croissant
Ce soir with the bitch, Café au Lait
Voulez-vous, nigga mad Francois
Who are you, nigga? Hahaha
Miss one, miss young, miss
Adam ant
I'm a friend of mr. pastry
I'm a friend of allen jones
I'm a friend of shirley bassey
I'm a friend of your chromosomes
I'm a friend
the pastry, chocolate croissant
Ce soir with the bitch, Café au Lait
Voulez-vous, nigga mad Francois
Who are you, nigga? Hahaha
Miss one, miss young, miss
didn't mean the same thing, I think
Broke my Choux pastry heart
Guess life's no picture post-card
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Sometimes you win, ooh,
when it curdles
[Serch] Cause then it's too pasty, French like pastry
[Nice] It's like gettin caught boostin at Macy's
[Serch] True indeed, Cogswell
finally be
All salute at the altar of filo pastry
At the altar of Kennedy, John victim
In Victoria Station monty
The James Fennings and the infants
didn't mean the same thing, I think
Broke my Choux pastry heart
Guess life's no picture post-card
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Sometimes you win, ooh,
I’ma let him know we can go toe for toe
Hip to hip, lip to lip, and then lock it
Big fat feet means big fat pockets
Trick or treat, tasty like pastry
didn't mean the same thing, I think
Broke my Choux pastry heart
Guess life's no picture post-card
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Sometimes you win, ooh,
rearrange your friends
Then you change that Benz, we need a Range with Rims
She bought a gravy Rover, it had a pastry odor
Yes she made the quota, cause I'm
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