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karate frees - cookin soul lyrics

action bronson in the building we gunna get right into it man
we need to…wooo
you know everybody that comes up here gotta gotta rock it
imma rap

((cookin soul))

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yo queens sh*t outdoors men sh*t
she bent over in a mirror taking pictures
crew a bunch of dyk*s and some puerto rican strippers
from ridgewood she did her thing just like a b*tch should
but in the morning started burning, i can’t p*ss good
i cleared that up though
diver’s scallops, sear ‘em
seven grams of fuzzy in the palm’ll be the serum
the rocketeer, out in switzerland we poppin’ there
mulatto babiеs cause you know that im a chocolatier
haze galorе, asian on the carpet
from the land not from the market
blunts rolled consecutively
who every really thought this motha f*cka destined to be?
this type of style on the mic
get razzled, dazzled
stretch you like pilate
penetrate your flower then i dip
karate
the shotty hollywood, i gave the b*tch a nosejob
and f*ck a new benz i’d rather cop the old saab
velour down short set paired with the cream joints
wine, i always swirl it and smell it
make an esteemed choice
my cheese sauce always known to keep a fiend moist
i swear my words’ll have me hopping out the green royce
rolls and blunted, crispy chicken, aged cheddar
bonnie got a block of cheese, no it ain’t feta yo
the semi*soft flow master with the hemi*talk
i swear my words have me
yo queens sh*t yo yo

- cookin soul lyrics

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