mami store - jay jones lyrics
[intro]
yeah
[?] got scooby here
casey on the cook up
yeah
[?]
yeah
[verse 1]
i been out on a mission lately, yeah
ain’t got time for no women lately, this getting crazy
every time i need motivation i switch locations
they done this young bull out the f*cking bas*m*nt, yeah
i’m up to bat and we got loaded bases, yeah
watch where you at ’cause we control these acres
i took a chance with my advance, i sold my soul to satan
if you get [?] just know your role, my n*gga just don’t say sh*t
i lost my heart vacant, happy in dark places
they ask why i walk crazy
probably ’cause i got the stick on me, n*gga
nеver switch on me, n*gga
living legend in my section, call me big homie n*gga
my dog took his life and i’m f*cked up
yeah, i’m sick and tired of my loved ones
some n*ggas tote guns but don’t bust guns
i swear i seen a lot where i come from
some n*ggas won’t survive where i come from
[chorus]
the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
hold on, what you mean?
i was tryna cook up on a million
if we run out of supplies, send the women
i was really focused on the business
the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
hold on, what you mean?
i was tryna cook up on a million
if we run out of supplies, send the b*tches
[verse 2]
while you was working on your jumper we was trying to make it jump out the frame
sixteen head first how i jumped in the game
if i get locked up, wonder if momma gon’ love me the same
i hit the block with all my chains, only the money done changed
pardon my slang when i say woah
i slap the f*ck out a n*gga if they play with me
then murder any body from a to z on my way to eat
any n*gga cross me [?] they gotta pay the fee
i was in the hood with the k!llers, n*gga my pedigree different
dead or be different
i’m scared of myself, i ain’t scared of these n*ggas
ahead of these n*ggas by lightyears
a room full of urkels, i don’t really feel right here
but i know i’m gon’ be okay, at least before i d.o.a
i’m just tryna make a way
hold up, let me catch this plate
praying for a better day, but f*ck it, i made one
your b*tch say i’m the bomb, sh*t well here the grenade come
ya heard me
[chorus]
the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
hold on, what you mean?
i was tryna cook up on a million
if we run out of supplies, send the women
i was really focused on the business
the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
hold on, what you mean?
i was tryna cook up on a million
if we run out of supplies, send the b*tches
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