Chef Boyardee

Catch me in the kitchen stirring up that good shit
Back of the cabinet, gotta get my fix
Gotta love a bitch who says she loves me
But she'll never treat me better than Chef Boyardee
He got the sauce, he got the beef
Enough flavor in the can to make a man queef
Been craving this shit for a week
This the moment that I hit my peak
I got payments to make, rent to pay
But Chef got me fuckin' hooked on flavor all day
I fuckin' love the shit that he make
Ettore knows how to make my ass quake
Wanna lick the sauce off his mustache
Be his sugar daddy, I'ma give him all my cash
I love his damn smile on the can
Guarantee he knows how to treat a man
Even if he don't know me directly
He gon treat me perfectly
Stare into his eyes so tensely
Boutta get sexy

Chef Boyardee
Gonna fucking complete me
Chef Boyardee
He's about to deplete me
Chef Boyardee
Let me get a taste
Chef Boyardee
Put me in my place

I love a chef man
Chef playin' chess man
Lure me in a van
With that Chef's man can
What can a man can?
I got a man plan
Slurp all the sauce down
Man give no damns
The only flow I need is the one coming from that can of old beef ravioli
Spaghetti-Os, cover me from head-to-toe
Treat me like a 5-year-old
And know that I'm holy
I got no criticism cause the recipe is pure
I'll be begging on my knees down bad for the cure
If you call me insane I'll know you're just jealous
Cause I know there's no way that the Chef can't impress us
Quality cuisine, eat it at your time of need
Ain't nobody need a thneed, they just need Boyardee
Why do tabs, why do coke when I got just what you need
A nice can of Chef Boyardee

Chef Boyardee
Gonna fucking complete me
Chef Boyardee
He's about to deplete me
Chef Boyardee
Let me get a taste
Chef Boyardee
Put me in my place

Boyardee
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Writer(s): Jb Bolen
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