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stove god cook$ - burt & state lyrics

[chorus]
i’ma buy ’em all once i see what this one like
(once i see what this one like)
i’ma buy ’em all once i hit the kitchen, see if there’s one bite
(see if there’s one bite)
you come through on that bullsh+t you better pray to god that there’s sunlight
(pray to god that there’s sunlight)
that don’t even matter ’cause my n+ggas shoot it out in the sunlight (brrrt brrrt)

[verse]
i should be beyond all that stove sh+t i be on
when i hit the kitchen i feel like céline dion
it’s all coming back to me now
vision came alive in your face, i’m the 3d goggle
he started dancin’ when them bullets hit his side
pray they miss him, shooter sped off like missy like “hee hee haw”
wish them b+tches used to hate could see me now
smellin’ like moschino fresh and aston martin db9
crabs in a bucket, they tryna f+ck us
i dump on your bucket, you die duckin’, f+ck it
stove god, they prayin’ to the oven
hundred thousand hundreds in my louis duffle
you get they feathers rough
for when your money long enough to fight
they can’t make felons off us, don’t get jealous, n+gga
i give you the game, everything they drop to me
buy the property then flip the board like, “f+ck monopoly”
bangin’ guwop, ace of spades bottle to toast
cash in the louis store like, “cook, you do the most”
but if i go rolls then my n+ggas go rolls
if i pull up ghost to.. hold up
how come every time i win your name me too
like, when i got a brick you was like, “me too”
when i signed my deal you was like, “me too”
when i was f+cked up it was just me, where was you?
thirty+two plus four, keep it a kilo
at the table with that dog, i think i’m nino
crepuscular rays dance on my skin
melanin melanin, fanta promethazine
thirty green, blue hundred fiend
how we go from dancin’ on things to magazines?
(stove god)

[chorus]
i’ma buy ’em all once i see what this one like
(once i see what this one like)
i’ma buy ’em all once i hit the kitchen, see if there’s one bite
(see if there’s one bite)
you come through on that bullsh+t you better pray to god that there’s sunlight
(pray to god that there’s sunlight)
that don’t even matter ’cause my n+ggas shoot it out in the sunlight (brrrt brrrt)

- stove god cook lyrics

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