Sten Joddi - Greasy Frybread

HeyLah!
Aye!
Baby girl looking Deadly yeah!!!!
Why she acting all Rezzy yeah!!!!
Hotter than a pan of frybread grease!
Have a Native Hittin Powwow Beats!
(Ye! Ye!)
Gotcha Auntie in the kitchen
Like no he didn’t
Got her Grammas skillet
Like she Bout to kill it!
In your teepee creepin
On them Booty Cheeks!
Get Snaggin then ya braggin
Like who the freaks!
Sofkee on the burner
Hokte Hokte head turner
Water baking powder
Choppin up that white stuff
All purpose flour
Gotta mix it right Up
Hit the Rez with the Shits
They eats it right up!
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Greasy Frybread
Greasy Greasy Frybread
Sweat drippin down her face
Working on a stove top
Greasy Frybread
Greasy Greasy Frybread
Slap that dough
Slap that dough
Then Watch the grease pop!
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Watch the grease pop
Then Watch her waste drop
She got that blue bird bag
In her tank top
She got that white powder
All over everything
She get to bussin man!
But we ain’t cousins man!
We from the same tribe
But from different clans!
She my Rez Bunny
And I’m her RedMan
She love my Tattoos
And my two braids
Frybread money At the Creek Fest get paid! On that!
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Greasy Frybread
Greasy Greasy Frybread
Sweat drippin down her face
Working on a stove top
Greasy Frybread
Greasy Greasy Frybread
Slap that dough
Slap that dough
Watch the grease pop!

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