TOP CHEFF

I've been making Mac N' Cheese, 400 days
Can I get a fucking break?
Perhaps a raise?
They're paying me in apple sauce
That shit is grey
Tryna buy an apple watch
I ain't talking Macintosh

In the soup kitchen
Now I'm in the coup, whippin'
Everything I do glistens
I'm like Snoop, listen
Go into the zoo
Go and find the snakes
Get my shit out
And I got the group hissin'

I'm on the loo shittin'
I'm a little street rat
This blokes me mate
Cause he knows where the meat's at
I'm the TOP CHEFF
Cookin' on the grill
You little bitches pressed
You should get on Doctor Phil

Hello? Hello, yes, this is Gordon Ramsey speaking
Yes. I'm about to serve you bitches up

Thought that you were cooking but I'm sitting here famished
The only bread you're getting is an idiot sandwich
Bitch, I'm going global
World wide tour
I must be your steak the way I'm out here fucking raw

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Writer(s): Pulled Pork
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