
Kermit The Frog Gucci Mane
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[Intro]
Zaytoven
Zaytoven on the track
Zay Tiggy, Gucci! So Icy Entertainment, wassup baby?
[Chorus]
They call me Chef Boy R-G but hold that thought
It's a Kodak moment how I hold that fork
Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns, dog
Pockets Piggly Wiggly, can't Kermit The Frog, dog
They call me Chef Boy R-G but hold that thought
It's a Kodak moment how I hold that fork
Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns, dog
Pockets Piggly Wiggly, can't Kermit The Frog, dog
[Verse 1]
Early in the mornin' I ain't even yawnin'
I'm cookin' up a cake like I'm doin' a performance
When it comes to flossin', I ain't even talking
Davin's on my dunk got my Chevy moonwalking
10 bricks on my Bart Simpson just look
My watch, 35 pounds of kush
My ring, 36 O's, my nig'
My bracelet, 500 pounds of mid
A Gucci rap tour bus, y'all hoes follow us
Party pack of pills, man, hoes gon' swallow us
Naturally a loner but I love my kin
Mix the soda with the cola, I can buy me a friend
New swag something like trap house times 10
Every nigga round me bust heads, ya dig?
Iced out grill, I can't buy that bullshit
I preach the street shit like the reverend in a pool pit
Zaytoven
Zaytoven on the track
Zay Tiggy, Gucci! So Icy Entertainment, wassup baby?
[Chorus]
They call me Chef Boy R-G but hold that thought
It's a Kodak moment how I hold that fork
Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns, dog
Pockets Piggly Wiggly, can't Kermit The Frog, dog
They call me Chef Boy R-G but hold that thought
It's a Kodak moment how I hold that fork
Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns, dog
Pockets Piggly Wiggly, can't Kermit The Frog, dog
[Verse 1]
Early in the mornin' I ain't even yawnin'
I'm cookin' up a cake like I'm doin' a performance
When it comes to flossin', I ain't even talking
Davin's on my dunk got my Chevy moonwalking
10 bricks on my Bart Simpson just look
My watch, 35 pounds of kush
My ring, 36 O's, my nig'
My bracelet, 500 pounds of mid
A Gucci rap tour bus, y'all hoes follow us
Party pack of pills, man, hoes gon' swallow us
Naturally a loner but I love my kin
Mix the soda with the cola, I can buy me a friend
New swag something like trap house times 10
Every nigga round me bust heads, ya dig?
Iced out grill, I can't buy that bullshit
I preach the street shit like the reverend in a pool pit
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