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Compliments 2 the Chef (feat. Lauriana Mae)

Compliments 2 the Chef (feat. Lauriana Mae)

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Compliments to the chef, the baby lamb was perfect

Now I smoke the drugs that got me feelin' like I'm surfin'

Dusk on the North Shore, hash on my person

Roll it to a snake then I wrap it like a turban

We in the jungle with the shaman

Tryna find these answers to these problems I've been ponderin'

Now these motherfuckers hollerin' with their lips

Puckered like colagen

Sell me the world, and my kids, put them in colleges

But daddy get it by himself on the reg

Stuffed zucchini flowers, mix ricotta with the egg

Chopped parsley, soft flakes, Himalayan minds

Meditation time helps me penetrate the mind

December 2nd, '83 I was created

My vision's wider, the human being's jaded

It's just reality, dealt with on a daily basis

Big Body put the burner in these bitches faces

Oh, they're selling dreams out here

In every corner store

Pawn 'em on the streets, I feel

They're selling me the world

But if it all goes up, it could all come down the same

So when I go where I go I remember where I came

Remember where I came from

Yo, yo can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink it

Two in the pink, two in the stink

Leather-coloured goulash, talks with Lou Dobbs, create some new jobs

In '87 I saw my father in a blue Saab

Right seat sittin', left hand shiftin'

You know that every team needs a Paxton and a Pippen

Bronson rappin' like he on an acid tab trippin'

You changin' with the moon with a Maxi Pad drippin'

High-five love – 5'5, plump

Sell the pussy 'til the shit look like a Ty Cobb glove

Bring me back the money then I dip to Arizona

Put my balls in your mouth, bubble tea, tapioca

Smoke shark, speakin' in a Nordic slang

Baby blue eyes, important like an August rain

Clear water from the creek keep me nourished

Keep my head up, never discouraged, pussy bitch

Oh, they're selling dreams out here

In every corner store

Pawn 'em on the streets, I feel

They're selling me the world

But if it all goes up, it could all come down the same

So when I go where I go I remember where I came

Remember where I came from

Yeah

Remember where I came

From

Remember where I came from

Yeah

Remember where I came

From

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