Lyrics:
only the preheat
Everyone tryna be Mario
Can't nobody stay down n come up like Luigi
Hell na.. said they thank this shit easy people don't really fuck
Preheat to 360 degrees, baby
Take a seat, oh won't you have a feast, maybe
Deep freeze, it doesn't taste so sweet
Maybe I'm crumbling
Maybe I'm
beastie
Honey, steer me
When you’re ready
Pre-heat me, cook me
You darety Uncover me?
Enough, steer me
Every now then,
When you’r ready pre-heat me, cook
Stevie
My niggas 350 ready to preheat making that boy go delete
3 Peat
Jit said he ballin
He in G-league
Aye she a ee
Jit wanna stay for a retweet
Phantom
the plays
Fuckin’ with his DNA
She know she can reach me
She finna have this track on repeat
Go ahead and retweet
Cook but her whole damn life on preheat
She
on preheat
Might make this go ape shit, Rafiki
Might make this go ape shit, Rafiki
Oh she said she naked, what?, come meet me
Might Expose these babies
Si ella supiera
Lo que le espera
Está prendía y quiero cocinar
Lleva rato en preheat
Tú no viene' a dormir
Lo que hay es
Weekie weekie
Weekie weekie
Eat the rich feed the poor
Break the windows
Break the doors
Slice and dice preheat the oven
Billionaires kinda taste like chicken
Billionaires
I waskilled
For my sins
And my soul
Went to hell
Cara Satanas
Preheat boiler
'Cause I deserve it
'Cause I deserve it
My relatives are crying
But
problems that I won't even talk about
.40 on me, that's that pre-heat, I won't walk without
I see the truth hidden in the lies, can't we just talk it out
I
Berry and the sun have
Got nothing on me i'm a lot like baking
Cookies except there's no
Need to preheat me at three hundred-fifty
Did I mention that I
I
too often
CoLd III
Negative degrees
CoLd III
I got preheat free heat
CoLd III
When it get freezy
CoLd III
Negative degrees
CoLd III
Negative degrees
My hand are on the table
No more tricks up my sleeve
You're tearing off the label
With the oven set to pre-heat
The flames burst when we discuss
Plus
See that, like that, take that... BD
Big gun... preheat
Yo girl... knee deep
She know I'm the one, no pun, don't need TP
Okay this be that shit that you
And its preheat
Your girl say she vegan but she all up on my meat
Your girls name is Kim so I guess that makes me Pete
I know she fuckin with me
She not
350 is my lucky number
Preheat your oven
350 is my lucky number
The treats are comin'
350 is my lucky number
Preheat your oven
Grab a cup of butter
so them ones shook
Don't let me preheat or you're all cooked
You ain't gotta squad so I'm next up
I'm rarer in the hood than a checkbook
My whole mob
me love, maybe I would show it
Well, I'm feeling lost
Could you give me some loving
Before you bake the bread
You gotta pre-heat the oven
Well, I'm
I just dropped a teaser they go nuts cuz that's the preheat
They still play my old stuff they microwave an reheat
Come out with some new stuff they
hot, If A nigga wanna try
Pull that hoe fast, All my guns on preheat
Bitch It's my time
Don't owe a nigga a dime
Glock on his face, make him blind
Light
to preheat the oven
If only I weren't so stubborn
If only I weren't so stubborn
If only I weren't so stubborn
I still forget to preheat the oven
So you've let
a meal on wheels
Serving fish in my high high heels
My pussy good, my pussy sweet
Push 350 and press preheat
Shave the hair, I don't fuck with pubes
My
hungry
Like I look good enough to eat
But before we put it in the oven let it preheat
To 350 degrees
Trust me honey it's my expertise
Like a watched pot
here the preheat
Turn on the oven
People be bugging
I'm a lover so call me Mclovin
I'm a square rarely be clubbin
But I'm nice ain't no discussion
Fuck
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