Divine the Chef - Medium

(Yeah, yeah)
(It's the greatest show on Earth)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Let's get it, let's go)
Engaged in hostilities with your clique (Yeah)
Conversing fertilities with your bitch (Yeah)
Sipping sideways off a six of Tris (Uh-huh)
I just took a perc and it got a fist
It beat up my problems they don't exist (No)
I roll a Fronto size a baby wrist
I pass to my mans, it's a great assist (Yeah)
How you meet me and an atheist?!
She's wearing Prada, she's a Satanist
I go head and ball on a lazy bitch (Ball)
I put my all my all into making this (My all)
I'm sliding on Chancellor on 86s (Aye)
Look at the score, I'm up by 86
Chrome Heart E Pill it's kicking in
Enough 30 girls to kill many men
Beyblade his block, yeah, we watch it spin
Yeah, I'm getting money now (Yeah
(Yeah, and now she love me now)
Bite down on tens, I wanna bite down on them
(I wanna uh-uh uh uh uh)
(I wanna rob all them)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I get medium when I pop a ten
Baby's a bird so she flocks with them (c'mon)
She can't get fly, she's a fuckin hen (Yeah)
Like an egg, sit on it, fuck it then (C'mon)
I cuddled a beat and a fuckin pen
I froze in the heat trying to hold your hand
Going in circles like ceiling fans
She like it, so fuck it, I spin again
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shit bag I splited-ed it with my twin
They not my friends, I robbed him and him (Yup)
I don't want love; I want Vicodin
She a lil rough, I'm a gentleman
I put on a show 'fore I stick it in
I suck on that pussy, she come again
I slap on her ass, then I call her friend
I can't count on love, I count dividends
(Yeah, yeah)
And now she love me now
Bite down on tens, I wanna fight all them
I wanna uh-huh huh (I wanna rob all them)

Written by:
R. Nelson

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