| Hey, get the fuck up out my kitchen |
| Don't worry 'bout what I'm up in here fixin' |
| I'll call yo' ass in a minute |
| Don't be buggin' me, I'm cookin', it ain't finished (Nigga, it ain't ready yet) |
| It ain't mixed yet |
| All you gotta know is it ain't mixed yet |
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| Now, I'm tide of you niglets askin' me where's the new music |
| You'll get it when I release it, and mixing it's a whole process |
| Ma'am, sir, get out of my face |
| You'll be a happy camper when this shit drop |
| Buggin' me will only prolong the results |
| Man, these niggas full of shit they need a Smooth Mover |
| Take yo' constipated ass over to Whole Foods |
| You couldn't fuck wit' me without the use of autotune |
| And yo' girl huggin' up on me like, "Rand, you smell good" |
| I know that you been waitin', overflowin' with impatience |
| But I wouldn't never let yo' ass starve, wait |
| Just give it a few moments 'cause the shit still in the oven |
| It'll be worth it when it gets done, ding |
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| Hey, get the fuck up out my kitchen (Kitchen) |
| Don't worry 'bout what I'm up in here fixin' |
| I'll call yo' ass in a minute |
| Don't be buggin' me, I'm cookin', it ain't finished (Nigga, it ain't ready yet) |
| It ain't mixed yet |
| All you gotta know is it ain't mixed yet |
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