Up In My Cocina (From SR3MM)

(Eardrummers)

Yah!

Ice everything, I need a figure skater

Eating 5-star meals, tipping waiters

PJ skip commercial flights

There's no delaying

I had too many guests

My neighbors start complaining

Sun beaming, my chains jingling

I'm chinky (Ching)

Bitches so kinky

Broke hoes shrink me!

BYOB, can't back wash in my drinks

Missed it if you blink

Smell the purp, she wink

Bad bitches, RSVP

Yes I gotta switch the swag

Four times a week (Four times)

Mama Mia, I didn't even see ya

New 6 seater, would not wanna be ya

When I land in the sand, where's my 'grita?

Nothing but divas, up in my cocina

Grab a pan, switch hands

Don't just linger

Rock-n-Roll, Hall of Fame

Not a singer

Eating clams, rolling grams

The con-man has other plans

Helipad, dizzy by the time I land

Helipad, I'm so done with first class

With a bag, and baddie like Selina

Mama Mia, catch flipping tortillas

Through the path, to the stash

Where I post

I go via, Sprinter or limusina

Get the clout, tuck my shirt

Then I leave ya

So much dough

We outdid the pizzeria

It's all good 'cause I'm smoking aloe vera

Next 'Top Model' gimme brain

Like Neutrogena

Don't just tear up

Won't scream Ike and Tina

New Pagani

And that bih lime green-ah

Through a smoke screen

They don't even see us

Kick my feet up, if it's bust down

Roll the sleeves up

When we got up out that slump

The grass was greener

Girls cheerleading, when we scored

They tried to cheat us

Wife beaters, and I'm sipping Tito's

Can't you tell

That she was my niño?

(Yah, yah!)

New Moschino (Check)

I'll take that, I'm Debo (Gimme that)

Go little boy

I hop out, like I'm Cee-Lo (Yes)

Pardon my ego (Hey!)

They won't jack my steelo (Ain't no way)

Bring the divas

To the mansion in Encino (Yah, let's do it!)

Say she fuck with the SREMMs

She want G-Lo (Whoa)

Marshawn Lynch, bust a play

I'm in Beastmode (Beastmode, Beastmode)

Rock-n-Roll, Hall of Fame

Like Mick Jagger (Yeah, yeah!)

RIP Lil' Phat, we still counting backwards (Backwards)

Diamond rings on my fingers

I'm a bachelor (I'm a bachelor)

College dropout, got the money

That's my master's (Fuck it, aye)

Mama Mia (Hey!)

Tu eres bonita (Oou, oou)

Nothing but divas (Divas)

Up in my cocina (Yeah, yeah)

Helipad, helipad, helipad (Woo, woo)

I pay cash, I pay cash, I pay cash! (Jxmm)

When I land in the sand, where's my 'grita?

Nothing but divas, up in my cocina

Grab a band, switch hands

Don't just linger

Rock-n-Roll, Hall of Fame

Not a singer

Eating clams, rolling grams

The con-man has other plans

Helipad, dizzy by the time I land

Helipad, I'm so done with first class