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with me
He's gonna fry my eggs, mop the floor and do all the laundry

I see no point in living in the past
'cause I went that route before and even then

the one I think about when I'm driving
But I cant drive, 'cause imma chinky guy
You the ketchup honey mustard on my fries
And I like fries
I think it's you

round with them big straps (Ay)
Place your order do you want some fries we got Big Macs (Huh)
Choppa on me yeah that’s the ratchet it go click clack

She said “I like your style, and yo Kardi, me nah shy
Me wan strip off your Karl and den rub up your Kani
Squeeze off your burger and nyam of you fry

Fries

Verse:
You are the sweetest soul
You are ecstacy
You are real, like sweet apple pie
Remember I love ya
That is no lie

Chorus:
Come on baby
I

Jew...
Did they ride you through the corridors, make you
climb the wall? Did you fall? Did she cry?
Did you look for other fools to fry? To fortify your

straight stuck, on anger

Let her go

Why sweat her so?

Oh fuck you guys

Lets fuck with some fries

At quick stop

Where the chicks pop, up

Lets pop

It's hot It's a four-alarm fricasee boy this heat is
killing me it's hot it's hot tonight It's duelling
dicks in a deep-fry It's hot standing next

Wake up in the morning and i'm grinding
24/7 with my killy's and we sliding
Doing up mileage 2.5 with the silent silent
Don't make a noise you fry it

ain't no reason why I 
Why I I should not make spread my wings ima fly
I told him if I want him gone then that fish easy to fry 
I want it all, cause way

to McDonald's looking for some fries
When I walked in the store and to my surprise
All the people in there had bloodshot eyes
And track-marks on their arms

would be so complete

If I go walk for what a treat
Some onion rings would be so neat
The fries and shakes that can't be beat
Give me food I want to eat

go outside it’s all eyes on me
That’s why I keep a big mac with extra fries on me
Cause nigg*s dying every day though
I know a n*gga wanna gift me with

better yet tell ye and jay 
Don't leave your wives at home i'm just being honest homies
As they look at me like small fry but small fry still sling grease

name in bright lights
Trynna be the topic of headlines
And I dress to kill so these **** might die
And I bring the heat so these **** might fry
I shine

in time
Summertime will come and fry your old mind
Tell me if youre just like I am
Have you heard the churchbells chime as he climbs on the vine
thru

Here's the proof in front of your eyes
You may think of me as some pitiful small fry
Hey come on man, you know I try
And I want you to know, I'm not that

shit And order more fry's
Taught to make a decisions
Through the eyes of devision
Thought proof of your spirit
Is the mouth of religion
Thought the man

bigger fish to fry I ain't talking bout baby hakes 
Got bigger fish to fry I ain't talking bout baby hakes 

I Put niggas on they feelings
Bitch nigga I'm

name in bright lights
Trynna be the topic of headlines
And I dress to kill so these niggas might die
And I bring the heat so these niggas might fry
I

Cuz half of these rappers famous can't even make a song without a  808 
I'm too advance
They be on lookout 
Not to support... but to fry you

Atlanta, please be sure and save a place for me

So momma fry some chicken, call the family on the phone

Tell them that their long lost lonesome boy is

You can't even sit wit us
You know it
Keem
Chicken and Fries, Sag Live on the track
Pimerica, You know it
Yea

Me and K.Mean in the Saleen
Speeding

the mood
Cal .45 turn beef to stir fry
Any chicken jump in the deep
Can bet they gone fry
What's cooking?
I'm the hand with the sauce
I eat conscious
I'm