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stove god cooks - pudo lyrics

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[intro: stove god cooks]
the money don’t mean sh+t
don’t mean sh+t
don’t mean sh+t to me

[hook: stove god cooks]
the money don’t mean sh+t to me baby
living legend if you knew me baby
still tryna figure out who we baby
this whole life a trip
i just might throw you a extra brick

[verse 1: stove god cooks]
you know the talk (you know it)
been in the kitchen so long, f+cked around and missed the whole season of ozark (haha)
put your coat on, the snow god home (we back)
balenciaga footprints be on all my dope
i say a prayer before i do the stove dance
24 karat gold pans
i let em’ watch me i’m romantic
dressed like i’m fresh out a vogue page with naomi campbell
my young boy on a search for a key like the handle lock
i’m a cocaine deity
i mean ain’t no d’ing in me i got the handle on lock (woo)
i gave you what you had the cash for
had the nerve to ask me if it’s gonna “come back for em’?”
if i gotta break the corner like nutso when he slapped the backboard
imma raise the price to something you can’t afford n+gga
whatchu’ want a thousand in a door of the ford
me and roc lookin’ like magic and kareem on the floor
i told you i would make it happen
then i balled out on them n+ggas, i went speedy claxton
if these kitchen walls could talk, i wouldn’t let em’
[hook: stove god cooks]
the money don’t mean sh+t to me baby
living legend if you knew me baby
still tryna figure out who we baby
this whole life a trip
i just might throw you a extra brick

[verse 2: stove god cooks]
we up at the top (we at the top)
they don’t ask you how you got inside the door, when the key is in the lock
inquiring about me man you n+ggas need to stop
i knew about gwinnett before the migos dropped
rest in peace to flav boy had them kilo blocks
cuz said “imma show you how to make that cocaina lock”
ask n+ggas bout’ me and brodie though
that water whipping rodeo
my daughter do the fox trench with the cholé open toe
my son in a rick owens coat
it sound good when i talk it, but i beg you though
look at the consequence cus’, one day you consequence that the tip top with yay next morning the feds knockin’
but i forgive you, it get different when you locked in
it’s hard to see past that 50 like shootin’ on david robinson (woo)
i’m just giving you honesty

[hook: stove god cooks]
the money don’t mean sh+t to me baby
living legend if you knew me baby
still tryna figure out who we baby
this whole life a trip
i just might throw you a extra brick



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