Lyrics:
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
Chef Salt Baker Rap
I’ve been on the scene and
I guess you call it seasoned
I’ve been tryna scheme a
ay to get you now
Knives out never halting
No
coffee by the way you shakin' your perkulater
I'm the smooth operator, hot mommy motivator
What I really wanna do, put that thing on you
Butter up yo'
Nitty-Nasty Girl
Okay, these lyrics were so completely wrong, I had to just correct the whole thing, so here are the REAL lyrics.
Do it.
new chain
Baguettes like a baker
I had to go put it right on
New life now
And it's getting pretty wild
Big crowd out
And it make me crack a smile
Time
habits aren't confined to bed
The grocer told me what you do with bread
Why don't you take up with the
Baker's wife instead of me?
Pack up your rubber
made Londoners sob
Now comes the real tour de force
Tricky and wicked, of course
My earlier crimes were fine for their times
But now that I'm at it
different views
Guess I'll just leave like I always do
Yeah I guess
I'm chillin' in the basement all alone
Projector screen, Shining
Danny, where's the rum
Check one, check two, lets take a cruise
I done did the game every which way but loose
Nothing left to do except collect my cash
And I bet that ass
to reject
They try to pinch me for the
Fruit's and all my labors success
It take a ton of fucking torque to
Hang me up by the neck
Of course you think your
on this side if yawork for a week, you gon be smilin at the cheeks.
Do it well you might get a natural BBL
Now I hope you’re all warmed up because
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
I would be dead by now
but somehow
I made it out
Of course you care now, of course you care now
You really think you can just jump back in (u do)
But
today
Your nasty habits ain't confined to bed
The grocer told me what you do with bread
Why don't you take up with the
Baker's wife instead of me?
need to slow it down)
Wait a minute
(I think we need to slow it down)
Big beats bangin' out the speaker make the earth quake
I'm a baker's man,
the law designed it
But it feel like nobody's speaking up
Fuck the silence
We need more fighters
I mean, do you really wanna be in a dream
A movie scene
behind the counter of a bakery, muching cookies, natch)
The baker is the one who makes
Your bread and rolls and pies and cakes
If you want something
ORCHESTRATING* (Kind of )
Lead by sugar shaman we do our rain dance
VALIDATING* (Tribal)
Blessings so the flowers bloom our life's enhance
Yeah yeah yeah
Esskeetit
I ride with a stick, of course (I do)
I'm eating the pussy, a course (Yessir)
I'm a plug with extensions and cords
Balling
to a snake
We going
Up and away
I'm stayin' the course
Ain't leavin' no trace
You stirring the pot
Lurk and get caught
We feelin' the bass
Stay on the floor
another life
Tryna make it to the other side
I used to whip it in a pot clock wise
Then i lock with ice
Watch the ting set then chop by eye
I put
But like dancers that love to strip, they back up on my dick
And of course, maybe it's because of the fact that I'm rich
And the diamonds up on my
for his own good
Mortified by never love and only lust
In Romans it was written
For Creation
I judge to be light
I was muttering about you
Push you
Bumpin’ to my rhymes
Gotta read between the lines
Like an investigator
Yeah
I ain’t fuckin’ with no faker
They can do the Hannah baker
I’m way to fly
Gotta
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