hibachi - l.franchise lyrics
da da you so handsome
you know i′ma cook it right in front of you
you can call me franny hibachi from now on
see they be talking this and they be talking that
yeah yeah
i’m just real observant i just play the back
yeah yeah
carry on b*tch i′m in my bag
yeah yeah
she sat in on a session saw i’m really that
b*tch i’m in my bag and i doubt you can stop me
i pull up smelling like a pound of versace
she love the way i yeah and she wanna come watch me
i cook it right in front of her just like hibachi
b*tch i′m in my bag and i doubt you can stop me
i pull up smelling like a pound of versace
she love the way i yeah and she wanna come watch me
i cook it right in front of her just like hibachi
n*gga i ain′t in my feelings b*tch i’m in my bag
focused trying to get some things i never had
facetime lawd this b*tch is bad
i went james st. patrick now them b*tches mad
had to come back on em suited now they understand
i remember days when i ain′t have a band
those were the same days i ain’t have a plan
with your shawty on the low and she say i′m the man
i’m sorry if i come across as bourgeoise baby
but i′m rawer in real life than on the computers baby
you know others who make music baby
but i’m nothing like them n*ggas don’t confuse me baby
i can tell you feeling this by how you moving baby
i saw you smiling no that don′t make you a groupie baby
you used to f*cking with them goofy′s baby
i just need you to keep this sh*t exclusive baby
b*tch i’m in my bag and i doubt you can stop me
i pull up smelling like a pound of versace
she love the way i yeah and she wanna come watch me
i cook it right in front of her just like hibachi
b*tch i′m in my bag and i doubt you can stop me
i pull up smelling like a pound of versace
she love the way i yeah and she wanna come watch me
i cook it right in front of her just like hibachi
what you want what you need
matador we got weed
let my music set the vibe
let your presence set the scence
from the cameras she gon hide
she don’t want to be seen
babygirl ain′t gotta lie b*tch i know you for the streets
see they be talking this and talking that
i’m just real observant i just play the back
carry on b*tch i′m in my bag
she sat in on a session saw i’m really that
i’m sorry if i come across as bourgeoise baby
but i′m rawer in real life than on the computers baby
you know others who make music baby
but i′m nothing like them n*ggas don’t confuse me baby
i can tell you feeling this by how you moving baby
i saw you smiling no that don′t make you a groupie baby
you used to f*cking with them goofy’s baby
i just need you to keep this sh*t exclusive baby
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