| So I woke up, I went downstairs to the kitchen
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| Pulled out a thing of milk, some of that lactose free shit
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| Pulled out on them big ass bowls from the cabinet
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| Got me one of them big ass spoons, and uh…
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| This is kettle pop rock, we eat it with the big spoon
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| Tupperware bowl, stuck a fork in your tune
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| Let it marinate, don’t give it to 'em to soon
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| Wash my entrées down with a blue moon
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| This ain’t a high school after class flow
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| Even if I make it look easy that’s me though
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| Yeah I need dough, think I can’t bake
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| You ain’t never seen how a nigga make cake
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| This is food for thought, get a plate
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| When you’re seated at my table never say you ain’t ate
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| Or at least been served, I don’t do hors devours
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| Buffet style, I don’t take orders
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| So get enough, get full, take it to the crib
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| Share something with your peoples or a little kid
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| When it’s gone just remember how a rapper did
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| Gotta eat like this to live, come on
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| Deep fried down low sweet production pie
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| Peas in the iPod, side of RJ rice
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| Mashed Madlib, smoke some of that killa
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| Good food, good brews, that’s how a nigga feeling
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| Deep fried down low sweet production pie
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| Peas in the iPod, side of RJ rice
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| Mashed Madlib, smoke some of that killa
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| Good food, good brews, that’s how a nigga feeling
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| This is crack pot gumbo, in it for the fun yo
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| I’ve got love for it even when my funds low
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| Drive slow approach a verse with caution
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| Bars lined up and they ready for marching
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| King of the hill, liquor no pills
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| In vogue at the moment, this is something they could feel
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| Something they could steal, sleeping on the pill
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| White tees, black chucks, that’s me on the real
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| Ready, set, action, plenty traction
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| Never seen me sweat, now you know satisfaction
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| I hear 'em asking, what’s my next move
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| That’s anything I choose, volume one, volume two
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| Fat boy fresh nigga live from the shop
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| Chop two peas make it harder to stop
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| Only got one goal, make it harder to drop
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| That’s a message to the old hands in the new crop
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| Deep fried down low sweet production pie
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| Peas in the iPod, side of RJ rice
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| Mashed Madlib, smoke some of that killa
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| Good food, good brews, that’s how a nigga feeling
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| Deep fried down low sweet production pie
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| Peas in the iPod, side of RJ rice
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| Mashed Madlib, smoke some of that killa
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| Good food, good brews, that’s how a nigga feeling |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wooden Wall Silverware, artist - Rapper Big Pooh. Album song FatBoyFresh Vol. 1: For Members Only, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп