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Kyle Dion - Parmesan (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyle Dion
Kyle Dion
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Dion
Kyle Dion
Songwriter
Aabo Bortz
Aabo Bortz
Songwriter
Wale Onayemi
Wale Onayemi
Songwriter
Bijou Choder
Bijou Choder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aabo Bortz
Aabo Bortz
Producer
Chris Hartz
Chris Hartz
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah I'm saucy, real parmigiani More lines than origami Need a main squeeze for my limeade CVS receipts no Rite-Aid You salty not Himalaya So much metal on me, Terminator Eat you like a spicy mulita Right now I gotta put more change in the meter You fussy I'm on my way, don't rush me (don't rush) Get the money out the safe (yeah) Trust me, no child's play, no Chucky (no Chucky) Put a smile on your face I still play with them racks I just blew a bag, I'ma make it right back (yes) You can't get my number 'cause your phone screen cracked (yeah) Pussy like the trap (yeah) Hit a hi-hat (huh, huh) She paid a lot for that ass But she don't shake for minimal cash Pullin' out your wallet but you're, broke Tryna get some time with me, nope Ooh, she a Playboy bunny (you can't have, you can't have that) And I'm swimmin' in the money (make a big splash, big splash, uh) And my crib kinda roomy (we can lie back) Watch Italiano movies (yeah) I'm saucy, real parmigiani (yeah) More lines than origami (origami, hoe) Need a main squeeze for my limeade (yeah) CVS receipts no Rite-Aid (ayy) You salty not Himalaya So much metal on me, Terminator Eat you like a spicy mulita Right now I gotta put more change in the meter You fussy I'm on my way, don't rush me (don't rush) Get the money out the safe (yeah) Trust me, no child's play, no Chucky (no Chucky) Put a smile on your face When I walk through that door I make a bitch wanna grab a lil' somethin', uh Panera bread and she want a lil' crumb, uh Head game guillotine, she'll slaughter you When I walk through that door A rubber band, I'ma leave a lil' somethin', uh Chicken legs, don't ever get the ones, no, uh Good dick make a bitch wanna bother you I'm saucy, real parmigiani (yeah) More lines than origami (origami, ho) Need a main squeeze for my limeade (yeah) CVS receipts no Rite-Aid (ayy) You salty not Himalaya So much metal on me, Terminator Eat you like a spicy mulita Right now I gotta put more change in the meter (in the meter)
Writer(s): Daniel Choder, Aaron Bortz, Christopher Hartz, Kyle Branham, Chris Caranante, Olawale Onayemi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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