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john givez - johnny's cookout lyrics

[intro]
aye foo, aye foo!
check it out, eh
looks like the mayates over there having a cookout or something
i feel kinda mad ’cause they didn’t invite us, chale holmes
look at it, fried chicken, potato salad
mac and cheese, collard greens
look, they even got purple kool-aid over there, ese
hol’ up!
we got food for your soul!
now i know y’all not tryna have a cookout without the homegirls
what, you think you a master chef or somethin’?
you just on the grill tryna grill somethin’ up, i hope you burn it
why was, where was my invite?
where was i…
you some “ain’t sh-t” n-gg-s
that’s all y’all n-gg-s is, i can’t stand y’all

[verse 1]
we don’t feel pressure, we just supply, we just supply chicken grease
came from the side, stay from the side
with big wings and the lil’ piece
n-gg-s cheffin’ up real beef, n-gg-s never gon’ realize
k!llin’ n-gg-s instead of healin’ n-gg-s
it’s the main reason that we still die
where the black eyed peas at? where the love y’all need at?
having us a party, bringin’ lil’ shawty
need the drama, n-gg- relax
you don’t need to know the details, you just need to know i mean well
we just tryna make it last, homie make it last
we need every seat filled

[pre-hook]
ain’t no thang but a chicken wing
with some lemonade, and some collard greens
and a dinner roll, you a centerfold
and i was busy posed

[hook]
get yo’ weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up
i was busy posed
get yo’ weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up
i was busy posed
get yo’ weight up

[bridge]
look out for you, i’m headed to the cookout
it’s good, look, to look, look out for you

[verse 2]
second time around, got the timing down
i’ma need a lil’ podium
clarifying, i’m just clarifyin
think these n-gg-s need a lil’ sodium
hit the town on chromium
sicker than prescription opium
wipe it down, yeah, wipe it down
i’m the neighborhood custodian
i’ll beat it up ’til they beat me up
tell my mama, “thank you for the recipe”
‘member when i had it wrong, then them coppers come
yeah, they had arrested me
young n-gg- i was wrestling
now it’s bringing out the best in me
soul food for your soul, fool
how could you not be testing it?
ain’t no thang

[pre-hook]
ain’t no thang but a chicken wing
with some lemonade, and some collard greens
and a dinner roll, you a centerfold
and i was busy posed

- john givez lyrics

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