Chef Boyarpreme
I been cooking up
Chef Boyarpreme
You can catch me on the block
You can me on the scene
Need the wrist on the gleam
So fresh so clean
She a bad lil thing
But she love codeine
Man I do this for the team
Man I do this for the fam
Need the leg out the lamb
Like a young Killa Cam
I'm the hottest on demand
I'm the hottest on the land
You can't talk to me now
You gotta talk to my man's
Got out of state
You can't relate
Why you moving wocky
Why you moving laced
Don't business with
Don't got time to waste
You flex on the gram
But you broke, don't equate
I look at my pockets
Damn outta shape
Blast off like team rocket
Smile like I'm Mace
I got a Spanish
Look like Jennifer Lopez
She call me Carlito
She love how I stroke it
She love my hustle
She love she love how I get
Let me give you a clue
Its the debits and credits
They popping
Then you gotta dead it
Can't with these
If they ain't vetted
She on my gram
Carlito fettish
I need the cheese Cheddar, Feta
With the name
We got berettas
Can't with ya
Cause she moving messy
I been cooking up
Chef Boyarpreme
You can catch me on the block
You can me on the scene
Need the wrist on the gleam
So fresh so clean
She a bad lil thing
But she love codeine
Man I do this for the team
Man I do this for the fam
Need the leg out the lamb
Like a young Killa Cam
I'm the hottest on demand
I'm the hottest on the land
You can't talk to me now
You gotta talk to my man's
Chef Boyarpreme
You can catch me on the block
You can me on the scene
Need the wrist on the gleam
So fresh so clean
She a bad lil thing
But she love codeine
Man I do this for the team
Man I do this for the fam
Need the leg out the lamb
Like a young Killa Cam
I'm the hottest on demand
I'm the hottest on the land
You can't talk to me now
You gotta talk to my man's
Got out of state
You can't relate
Why you moving wocky
Why you moving laced
Don't business with
Don't got time to waste
You flex on the gram
But you broke, don't equate
I look at my pockets
Damn outta shape
Blast off like team rocket
Smile like I'm Mace
I got a Spanish
Look like Jennifer Lopez
She call me Carlito
She love how I stroke it
She love my hustle
She love she love how I get
Let me give you a clue
Its the debits and credits
They popping
Then you gotta dead it
Can't with these
If they ain't vetted
She on my gram
Carlito fettish
I need the cheese Cheddar, Feta
With the name
We got berettas
Can't with ya
Cause she moving messy
I been cooking up
Chef Boyarpreme
You can catch me on the block
You can me on the scene
Need the wrist on the gleam
So fresh so clean
She a bad lil thing
But she love codeine
Man I do this for the team
Man I do this for the fam
Need the leg out the lamb
Like a young Killa Cam
I'm the hottest on demand
I'm the hottest on the land
You can't talk to me now
You gotta talk to my man's
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Francis
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