Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stove Top, artist - Cookin Soul. Date of issue: 29.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stove Top |
| Yea |
| Drive In theater |
| Uh |
| Tryna get this loot any way true |
| It’s lucrative and from alls I do make through |
| Itunes and avenues we move weight |
| Each one in my crew get a full plate |
| Not one excused till we all ate |
| Unified stupid high nigga way paid |
| Crime did just what they said it would |
| Some niggas living good |
| Some is gone away for good |
| Some stuck in the hood |
| Addicted to it |
| What he should have sold, lost his soul |
| Though his body still living look in his eyes |
| The fire ain’t in them |
| He used to be driven |
| Now that’s cold |
| Cold blooded as my angel wings flooded |
| Rolls gold star studded |
| The bar covered so let it pour |
| Until it bubble on the floor |
| Baby love peeling out her clothes |
| Eyes rolled orgasm dancing while these horns blow |
| I’m just thing on my next score |
| Which color we should paint the sixty four |
| Tryna wrap my hands round the globe |
| Like a motherfucking choke hold |
| Ho |
| Drive In Theatre |
| Bent over the stove cus they want some more |
| Knockin at my door |
| Back at the store cus they want some more |
| All of yall |