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deep fried hors d'oeuvres - curt cohiba lyrics

curt cohiba (verse 1)
i do what i feel cuz i fear to force it
20 inch rims on the wheel of fortune
need 100 mill for a real deal, in your ear holyfield
but the grill is foreman

the money is fake but it still look gorgeous
the cash is clay like it’s made of porcelain
never drove a wraith, i heard it’s awesome
sail your soul up a creek with dawson

don’t call my cell when i’m in the office now
we the bosses now
no reception, email the offer
taco bell, just for the sauces
i’m doing well drinking from the faucet
life’s like a box of chocalates
issa rae over sarah foster
traci ross not lauri laughlin
insecure by the black ish are ya
i’ll eat a 6 piece in front of your honor
good book and a awesome author
issa bbq, i invited your daughter
i’m the rap game’s foster father, give me bread over beef
ball in the green like kyrie crossing in a boston market
it’s a gangster party in a thugs mansion, they invited curt
and my heart was hurt, cuz all they served was deep fried hors d’ouveres

deep fried hor’derves (repeat 4 times)
i’m sorry sir, all we serve is
deep fried hors d’oeuvres (repeat 4 times)
now where i’m from all you see is
deep fried hors d’oeuvres (repeat 4 times)
at a gangster party and all they had was
deep fried hors d’oeuvres (repeat 4 times)
where i’m from that’s all they serve

curt cohiba (verse 2)
blessed it be, i don’t get to rest in peace
colleagues who sat next to me question me for a recipe
i just invest in me
counting chicken in my kitchen get a breast wing
my broker is impressed with me
you might get a check from me
i might bless the streets
every bets for keeps, every step discreet
c-moe might invest as ki, like the irs don’t check receipts
she a realtor, she got the best of me
s-xy and helps me with inequity
everybody want to run it, everybody wanna punt it
everybody wanna kick it with the special team
police in the street playing hide and seek, catch one catch all if you catching me
if you need a little power, listen to my album, first song might set you free
fried onion ring , fried balonga and cheese
krunchy kurls, sour pickle for the girls, and a arizona tea

she said you never get fried
she said you never get high
she said you never get fried
but tonight you getting fried with me

deep fried hors d’oeuvres (repeat 4 times)

curt cohiba (verse 3)
tonight we’ll fell free
but we’ll still be slaves
what is there to eat
besides what what they throw away?
the money we through away we’ll need that one day
what is there to eat besides what they throw away?
tonight we’ll be free but we’ll still be slaves
deep fried hors doeuveres oh it hurts
deep fried hors doeuveres, it hurts because we eat it anyway
we eat it anyway
we eat it anyway
we eat it anyway

- curt cohiba lyrics

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