Kung Pao Chicken
Fonzarelli
God's will is my will power
It's like that
Kung pao chicken with it
Sweet and sour
Finger licking so good
I give my hands a shower
At that faucet
Farrah
Charlie's angels
Man switch your angle
Need roundness cool bliss
Like a pink kiss
Lipstick Avon
Deliver it quick
Pink caddy
Rep my daddy
Oldsmobile dark blue
Interior too
Silver trim
Sharp with it
Like a Jimmy Choo
Step off you knockoff
Ok here's what I'm a do
Take flight
Got them wings out
You catch me
On my breaking bad
I said I just might
Bring them things out
Aiming at the sky
You in my way
I'm trying to get by
Baby bird soaring
You adoring cause I'm so fly
The early bird
Catches all the worms
The snakes the fakes
I'm like Parkinsons
I'm giving out the shakes
Rollerblade around you
Fourwheeler like a skate
Got them Robyns
Flying round yo dome
Giving dizzy traits
Firebomb you cockroaches
Like Orkin exterminate
Real talk
Glaring on ya like a hawk
I'm a vessel not a tool
Go ham on these fools
Counting blessings
Learning lessons
Spit that stuff
That make you drool
Nasty on the mic
Period
Always
Terra of my era
Cats surround me
Like an enclave
Tried to box me in
Shipwreck you
Like a forced slave
Built Ford tough
Body composition
High grade
Out last trash
Infrastructure last for decades
I'm like Peter Pan with a skirt
Sprinkle fairy dust
And turn them rappers into dirt
Melt you like a wicked witch
Watch you go bizurke
God mother orphans
And relieve them of they hurt
Yeah
I pledge to talk and listen
Bring friction to division
Robyn on a peaceful mission
Yeah
On top of the world I never been
Blowing like a whine chime
All the whistling
Building up my team
Like Jesus finding fishermen
Start from scratch
Spot em
Got em
Little minnows
And I reel them in
Treasure chest of chick trolls
They all glistening
Truth Teller
Helen Keller
And they all listening
Miracle worker
Deaf blind but never dumb
First one to get to that finish line
And I get there first and it's done
Y'all cats work hard to have fun
But I work for fun
And I play hard
Riddle me that
Only pray to God
My growl tough
St. Barnard
On my Houston
No bodyguard
Fifth generation in charge
And yo time's up
Yo times up
Yo times up
Yo times up
Punch card
Yeah
God's will is my will power
It's like that
Kung pao chicken with it
Sweet and sour
Finger licking so good
I give my hands a shower
At that faucet
Farrah
Charlie's angels
Man switch your angle
Need roundness cool bliss
Like a pink kiss
Lipstick Avon
Deliver it quick
Pink caddy
Rep my daddy
Oldsmobile dark blue
Interior too
Silver trim
Sharp with it
Like a Jimmy Choo
Step off you knockoff
Ok here's what I'm a do
Take flight
Got them wings out
You catch me
On my breaking bad
I said I just might
Bring them things out
Aiming at the sky
You in my way
I'm trying to get by
Baby bird soaring
You adoring cause I'm so fly
The early bird
Catches all the worms
The snakes the fakes
I'm like Parkinsons
I'm giving out the shakes
Rollerblade around you
Fourwheeler like a skate
Got them Robyns
Flying round yo dome
Giving dizzy traits
Firebomb you cockroaches
Like Orkin exterminate
Real talk
Glaring on ya like a hawk
I'm a vessel not a tool
Go ham on these fools
Counting blessings
Learning lessons
Spit that stuff
That make you drool
Nasty on the mic
Period
Always
Terra of my era
Cats surround me
Like an enclave
Tried to box me in
Shipwreck you
Like a forced slave
Built Ford tough
Body composition
High grade
Out last trash
Infrastructure last for decades
I'm like Peter Pan with a skirt
Sprinkle fairy dust
And turn them rappers into dirt
Melt you like a wicked witch
Watch you go bizurke
God mother orphans
And relieve them of they hurt
Yeah
I pledge to talk and listen
Bring friction to division
Robyn on a peaceful mission
Yeah
On top of the world I never been
Blowing like a whine chime
All the whistling
Building up my team
Like Jesus finding fishermen
Start from scratch
Spot em
Got em
Little minnows
And I reel them in
Treasure chest of chick trolls
They all glistening
Truth Teller
Helen Keller
And they all listening
Miracle worker
Deaf blind but never dumb
First one to get to that finish line
And I get there first and it's done
Y'all cats work hard to have fun
But I work for fun
And I play hard
Riddle me that
Only pray to God
My growl tough
St. Barnard
On my Houston
No bodyguard
Fifth generation in charge
And yo time's up
Yo times up
Yo times up
Yo times up
Punch card
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Miriam Hyman
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