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peli - thanksgiving freestyle (prod. fantom) lyrics

[intro: kiiiwiii]
stovetop stuffing mix for chicken with real chicken broth ready in five minutes
(yes, woo)
(wow)

[verse: peli & kiiiwiii]
pull up like a pilgrim
take food from your children
i’m takin’ your turkey
the thanksgiving villain (i don’t steal)
b+tch, i’m on a mission
steal food from your kitchen
like gravy, i’m drippin’
want jollibee chicken
mike meyers and santa, this turkey the middleman
it go in circles, go round like a ceiling fan
this stuffing go stupid
got aim like i’m cupid
i rock me a top hat, lil’ b+tch, i’m so ruthless (i want a top hat)
sh+t be so heat like it’s straight out the oven
this sh+t really bussin’ like them costco m+ffins
i grab me a sample, or two, maybe three
might as well, sincе they give them b+tchеs out for free (i don’t do this)
if you ain’t got ham and the turkey, i’m leaving
and i won’t come back, like a hairline receding
i look for specifics, like selective breeding
i’m not a chicken, but i don’t do no beefing
squashing the beef like it was mashed potatoes
what goes around comes around, just like a ladle
switchin’ this up, and i’m not talkin’ cable
that turkey gon’ run up on you with a draco (how the f+ck did it get a gun)
invade like a settler
you ruffle your feathers
i’m grabbin’ them scissors and cutting the tether
i rip a leg off of that b+tch and i eat it
then moonwalk away, if you mad, i say, “beat it” (i can’t moonwalk)
scariest thing, i think, ‘bout halloween’s when mariah carey start playin’ while you shopping (christmas is after thanksgiving)
on the day after, “all i want for christmas” start blastin’ outta nowhere, like, boy, what’s poppin’?
top 50 on the second, i’m like, “bro, what? stop it”
not even december, but her bag, she got it
but y’know, it’s whatever, she got it then she cop it
anyways, that sh+t ain’t even the topic
back to this chicken, oh sh+t, i mean turkey
it got me so full, i be muhf+ckin’ swerving
ain’t breakin’ no wishbone, i don’t need the luck
i steal all the food from your lil’ potluck (again i don’t steal but i am hungry)
i’m stealing your ham and i don’t give a f+ck
catch me if you can, i run like the bucks (i don’t know anything about basketball by the way)
i do this sh+t big like a texan truck
and i slide out that b+tch like a hockey puck
goin’ up like the macy’s parade
in nyc but i’m down in ca
thanksgiving an irrelevant relevant holiday
ima leave it there ‘cause i don’t know what else to say (just kidding)
’boutta be coppin’ like everything on black friday
sh+t’ll be so crazy that people start turning sideways
traffic ‘boutta be a b+tch with overcrowded highways
you knocked out in a food coma, boy, you a lightweight
i run away with all of the paint
no hand turkeys for you, i feel like the grinch
i’ll give the turkey back if you don’t say a word
but i’m keepin’ all the ham, so don’t be a snitch
toilet gonna f+ckin’ blow up when i take a sh+t, uh (mad diarrhea)
turkey burnt, the oven smokin’ like a rocket ship, yuh (inaudible noises)
ain’t no treats, i deceive with the tricks, yuh
and now you p+ssed, yuh
don’t give a sh+t, yuh
[outro: peli & kiiiwiii]
oh my god dude i’m finally done with this sh+t (slay, slay)
this is not what the f+ck i wanna be making
this sh+t is gas without the g (yes, slay)
so it’s just ass (woo, yeah)
(wow)

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