Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Puerto (Butter), artist - Trilly TrillsDate of issue: 07.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
El Puerto (Butter) |
| Guy Fieri on instrumentals |
| it’s incidental |
| Booked a room, flew shorty out, and copped a rental |
| Better know she a fox, you probably get the trembles |
| Said she tired of the dogs she keep 'em in the kennel |
| Godbody I never thought that I had a flaw |
| They be hating they ladies be tryna have it all |
| What’s the point of the lingerie if you take it off |
| Pastor TR drip her with the Sunday sauce |
| Couple hours it marinated, you fabricate it |
| Knocking down what you barricaded, you gotta hate it |
| Hate it or love it, we up notches above it |
| Rise like a soufflé béchamel smothered |
| Uh, brother not a nare nutta |
| Whipping in the kitchen like Trilly you know it’s all butter |
| Chicken get the cream serve it like Calcutta |
| Hot peas baby come and get ya supper |
| Ice cold bottles of Bombay |
| The plantain though hit with cinnamon and a flambé |
| Trilly be a little Kenny G mixed with Zhane |
| The smell of success hit 'em |
| like it was Strangé |
| Aye, |
| she tryna play with the yoyo |
| Giving out the wham wake me up before you go go |
| Stan Smiths from the flagship down in SOHO |
| Fat bamboos aesthetics is Key Lo-Lo |
| Really nice with it give me 20 for a bar |
| At El Puerto cop a 20 with a claw |
| Oyster Rockefeller need the other dozen raw |
| Top notch spitter, I need Michelin stars |
| ha |