Guy Fieri
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
Took her to Favortown, 'cause it's my favorite town
I got some cravings now, I'm misbehaving now
My flavor saver's lit, I'm never shaving it
Right to be tasty, bitch - I'm never waiving it
Pussy so fine I could eat it off a flip-flop
Make me wanna dine, got me drooling watch me drip-drop
Could've been a chef, but I gave it up for hip-hop
Catch me in a dive in the kitchen cooking ribs up
I'm on that guy shit, but I don't play poker games
That curly fry shit, yeah I just play grocery games
I'm with a sushi chef; I could play poke games
I'm not a boujy chef; I ate some smoky wings
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
I don't fuck wit y'all bitches; I keep it delicious
get rich in the kitchen, a guy on a mission
Don't fuck with nutrition; cook up some fried chicken
Put it on a stick, and you've got my attention
Got the top down in my 68 Camaro
San Diego bound 'cause I need a fish taco
I don't speak Spanish, but I'm finna speak dinero
You know what it is, when you see that golden arrow
I drank some Tanqueray; I called up Rachael Ray
I ate with Bobby Flay; I ate in Tampa Bay
Restaurant is family owned, look at what Grandpa made
I gotta hit the road, Flavortown, USA
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
I had some lobster Mac it was so cheddary
Talked to the owner, Mac, I got the recipe
Restaurants don't mess with me, they wanna cook for me
Eating good food might be better than sex to me
It's indescribable, scratch that - it's gangster
Only one bite I'm full, scratch that - it's gangster
Drink so imbibable, scratch that - it's gangster
Triple D in my soul, scratch that - I'm gangster
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
Took her to Favortown, 'cause it's my favorite town
I got some cravings now, I'm misbehaving now
My flavor saver's lit, I'm never shaving it
Right to be tasty, bitch - I'm never waiving it
Pussy so fine I could eat it off a flip-flop
Make me wanna dine, got me drooling watch me drip-drop
Could've been a chef, but I gave it up for hip-hop
Catch me in a dive in the kitchen cooking ribs up
I'm on that guy shit, but I don't play poker games
That curly fry shit, yeah I just play grocery games
I'm with a sushi chef; I could play poke games
I'm not a boujy chef; I ate some smoky wings
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
I don't fuck wit y'all bitches; I keep it delicious
get rich in the kitchen, a guy on a mission
Don't fuck with nutrition; cook up some fried chicken
Put it on a stick, and you've got my attention
Got the top down in my 68 Camaro
San Diego bound 'cause I need a fish taco
I don't speak Spanish, but I'm finna speak dinero
You know what it is, when you see that golden arrow
I drank some Tanqueray; I called up Rachael Ray
I ate with Bobby Flay; I ate in Tampa Bay
Restaurant is family owned, look at what Grandpa made
I gotta hit the road, Flavortown, USA
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
I had some lobster Mac it was so cheddary
Talked to the owner, Mac, I got the recipe
Restaurants don't mess with me, they wanna cook for me
Eating good food might be better than sex to me
It's indescribable, scratch that - it's gangster
Only one bite I'm full, scratch that - it's gangster
Drink so imbibable, scratch that - it's gangster
Triple D in my soul, scratch that - I'm gangster
On my Guy Fieri shit
I got frosting on my tips
I got sauce up on my lips
I'm the boss up in this bitch
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Writer(s): Cameron Lee Berkowitz
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