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  • 作曲 : Xavier Dotson/R. Davis
    [Intro:] Zaytoven on the track
    Zay-tiggy
    Gucci Gucci
    So Watch Entertainment
    Lets Go [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    G. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
    Early in the mornin
    I aint even yawnin
    Cookin up a cake
    Like I'm doin a performance
    When it come to flossin
    I aint even talkin
    Diamonds on my joint
    Got my chevy moonwalkin 10 bricks on my
    Bart Simpson, just look
    My watch, 35 pounds of kush
    My ring, 36 oz's my nig
    My bracelet, 500 lbs of mid
    A Gucci wrapped tour bus
    Yall hoes follow us
    Party pack pills man
    Hoes gonna swallow us
    Naturally a loner
    But love my kid
    Mix the soda with the cola
    I can buy me a friend
    New swag somethin like
    Trap House times 10
    Ery ***** round me
    Bust heads,
    YA-Dig Iced out grill
    I can't buy that ********
    I'm wit some street ****,
    Like a reverend in the pulpit [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    G. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
    Like ya boi
    Rip Ham I got a real good jay (a real good jay) 1 gram for the 80
    Thats some real good play
    Got them Vince
    Carter quartas
    Add soda and water
    I'm not athletic
    But Ima straight balla
    The Spud Webb ticket
    Wit the lamburg yay
    And its jumpin from the free throw
    Like MJ Sees nothin pass by
    Like Steve and
    Pass Say boy you lightnin fast
    On the Utah
    Jazz Like
    Dr. J shorts
    My work real tight
    You got that
    Atlanta Hawks yay
    It wont get right
    Catch me on the rebound
    Like Bo Outlaw
    Ima Mikey
    Vick-it whip it
    Cook it souf-paw 36 hoes-zos
    Tryna make the end zone
    Make no hard move
    And use my cell phone
    Worth scrabblin in the pot
    Just like
    Steve Young 5 for the
    Keyshawn 7 for the
    Deion [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    G. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
    Gucci on fiya
    Like mojo crack pot
    Fell ova a joint
    Like back like crack rock
    Money stupid dumb
    Just like
    Cold Blood
    Just Young
    Hot I show no luv
    Money getta like
    Cheeba Minds like
    Fat And my trap roll hard
    Just like
    Shawty Black
    Ima country ass *****
    Jus like Ace
    Gotta fetish, for the stones
    Jus like Fo'
    Trey Money tall like
    Broah? Yours like
    D? And my patience very short
    Just like
    Courtney C
    Angie B, Russell
    P But its your choice
    My girl Angel ***** deep
    Like Slick
    Man voice
    Like Red 03
    Man I got bread
    My pocket on swole
    Like HP fohead
    Ima money go getta
    So I contest
    Gotta a hundred hoes jockin
    Jus like Throw
    Back [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    D. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
  • 作曲 : Xavier Dotson/R. Davis
    [Intro:] Zaytoven on the track
    Zay-tiggy
    Gucci Gucci
    So Watch Entertainment
    Lets Go [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    G. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
    Early in the mornin
    I aint even yawnin
    Cookin up a cake
    Like I'm doin a performance
    When it come to flossin
    I aint even talkin
    Diamonds on my joint
    Got my chevy moonwalkin 10 bricks on my
    Bart Simpson, just look
    My watch, 35 pounds of kush
    My ring, 36 oz's my nig
    My bracelet, 500 lbs of mid
    A Gucci wrapped tour bus
    Yall hoes follow us
    Party pack pills man
    Hoes gonna swallow us
    Naturally a loner
    But love my kid
    Mix the soda with the cola
    I can buy me a friend
    New swag somethin like
    Trap House times 10
    Ery ***** round me
    Bust heads,
    YA-Dig Iced out grill
    I can't buy that ********
    I'm wit some street ****,
    Like a reverend in the pulpit [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    G. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
    Like ya boi
    Rip Ham I got a real good jay (a real good jay) 1 gram for the 80
    Thats some real good play
    Got them Vince
    Carter quartas
    Add soda and water
    I'm not athletic
    But Ima straight balla
    The Spud Webb ticket
    Wit the lamburg yay
    And its jumpin from the free throw
    Like MJ Sees nothin pass by
    Like Steve and
    Pass Say boy you lightnin fast
    On the Utah
    Jazz Like
    Dr. J shorts
    My work real tight
    You got that
    Atlanta Hawks yay
    It wont get right
    Catch me on the rebound
    Like Bo Outlaw
    Ima Mikey
    Vick-it whip it
    Cook it souf-paw 36 hoes-zos
    Tryna make the end zone
    Make no hard move
    And use my cell phone
    Worth scrabblin in the pot
    Just like
    Steve Young 5 for the
    Keyshawn 7 for the
    Deion [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    G. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]
    Gucci on fiya
    Like mojo crack pot
    Fell ova a joint
    Like back like crack rock
    Money stupid dumb
    Just like
    Cold Blood
    Just Young
    Hot I show no luv
    Money getta like
    Cheeba Minds like
    Fat And my trap roll hard
    Just like
    Shawty Black
    Ima country ass *****
    Jus like Ace
    Gotta fetish, for the stones
    Jus like Fo'
    Trey Money tall like
    Broah? Yours like
    D? And my patience very short
    Just like
    Courtney C
    Angie B, Russell
    P But its your choice
    My girl Angel ***** deep
    Like Slick
    Man voice
    Like Red 03
    Man I got bread
    My pocket on swole
    Like HP fohead
    Ima money go getta
    So I contest
    Gotta a hundred hoes jockin
    Jus like Throw
    Back [Chorus:]
    They call me
    Chef-Boy-R.
    D. But hold that thought
    Its a Kodak
    Moment But hold that thought
    Hurricane wrist game
    Turn that junk off
    Hot as piggly wiggly
    Cant kermit the frog dog [Repeat]