Up In My Cocina

EarDrummers

Yeah, ice everything, I need a figure skater
Eating five-star meals, tipping waiters
PJ, skip commercial flights, that's no delaying
I had too many guests, my neighbors start complaining
Sun beaming, my chains jingling, I'm chinky (chink)
Bitch so pink, broke hoes freak me
B.Y.O.B., can't backwash in my [A]drinks
Missed it if you [A7blink, smell the purp, she wink
Bad bitches R.S.V.P
Yes, I gotta switch the swag four times a week (four times)
Mamma mia, I didn't even see her
New six-seater, see ya, would not wanna be [Am]ya

When I land [Bm]in the sand, where's my [A]greeter?
Nothin' but divas, up in my [A]cocina
Grab up pan, switch hands, don't just linger
Rock & Roll Hall [Em]of Fame, not a singer
Eating clams, ɾolling grams
The con [C7]man has other plans
Helipad, dizzy by the time I land
Helipad, I'm so done with first class

With a bag and [Bm]a baddie like [F]Selena
Mamma mia, cash flipping, tortilla
Through the path, to [C7]the stash where I post
I go via Sprinter or limousine-a
Get the clout, tuck my [A]shirt, then I leave ya
So much dough, we hopped in the pizzeria
It's all [Em]good 'cause I'm smoking aloe vera
Next Top Model give me brain like [F]Neutɾogena
Don't just tear up, won't scream Ike and [Bm]Tina
New Pagani, and [Bm]that bih lime green-a
Through a smoke screen, they don't even see us
Kick my [A]feet up, if they bust down, hold the sleeves up
When we got [Fm7]up out that slump, the grass was [Am7]greener
Girls cheer leading, when we score, they tɾy to [C7]cheat us
Wife-beaters and [Bm]I'm sippin' Titos
Can't you [A7tell? That she was [Am7]my [A]niño

New Moschino (check), I'll take that I'm DeeBo (gimme that)
Golden boy, I'll hop out like [F]I'm Cee-Lo (yes!)
Pardon [C7]my [A]ego (hey), they won't jack my [A]SteeLo (ain't no way!)
Bring the divas to [C7]the mansion [C7]in Encino (yeah, let's do it)
Say she f*ck with the Sremms, she want G-Lo (woah)
Marshawn Lynch, bust a play, I'm in beast mode (beast mode, beast mode)
Rock & Roll Hall [Em]of Fame like [F]Mick Jagger (yeah, yeah)
R.I.P Lil Phat, we still counting backwards (faster)
Diamond ɾings on [C7]my [A]finger, I'm a bachelor (I'm a bachelor)
College dropout, got [Fm7]the money, that's my [A]masters (f*ck it, ayy)
Mamma mia (hey), tu eres bonita (woo, woo)
Nothing but divas (divas), up in my [A]cocina (yeah, yeah)
Helipad, helipad, helipad (woo, woo)
I pay cash, I pay cash, I pay cash (Jxmm)

When I land [Bm]in the sand, where's my [A]greeter?
Nothin' but divas, up in my [A]cocina
Grab up pan, switch hands, don't just linger
Rock & Roll Hall [Em]of Fame, not a singer
Eating clams, ɾolling grams
The conman has other plans
Helipad, dizzy by the time I land
Helipad, I'm so done with first class
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