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hbk jachi - oven dance كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(ayy, syrup, i just told you we rich)
love or hate me

[chorus]
cookin’ sh_t right up on the stove, i do the oven dance
beat the_beat the_beat the pot up right with my other hand
ayy, i just punched for some nice kicks, it was an underhand
big loaf bustin’ out my pocket like where the rubber bands? (aight)

[verse 1]
ayy, my n_ggas been ballin’, f_ck a summer jam
you walkin’ ’round with that ghost, i know his gun gon’ jam
catch me drippin’ in vlone ’cause i don’t want no friends
n_ggas still walkin’ ’round broke, man, i don’t understand
don’t even say sh_t to me if you ain’t took no risk
hittin’ gates like uncle whillie, i almost slipped my disc
to meet a b_tch kinda basic if she ain’t took no trip
this chopper get up on your ass just like a blue los pit
b_tch, put the glocky in the bag like can you hold this?
n_ggas always talkin’ what they had, man, that’s an old pic’
i get to doin’ my lil’ dance, i see the stove lit
nah, i ain’t worried ’bout the past ’cause that’s old sh_t

[chorus]
cookin’ sh_t right up on the stove, i do the oven dance
beat the_beat the_beat the pot up right with my other hand
ayy, i just punched for some nice kicks, it was an underhand (ayy)
big loaf bustin’ out my pocket like where the rubber bands?
cookin’ sh_t right up on the stove, i do the oven dance
beat the_beat the_beat the pot up right with my other hand
ayy, i just punched for some nice kicks, it was an underhand
big loaf bustin’ out my pocket like where the rubber bands?
[verse 2]
i just passed up in the field and i ain’t break a sweat (it was easy)
n_gga, this granmama house, so i can’t leave the nest (man, i can’t leave it)
did a lot to get where i’m at, n_gga, i need some respect
these n_ggas mad ’cause they know the whole team up next
why they sad? why the f_ck these n_ggas seem upset?
n_gga say he settin’ all these pounds, but got seeds on deck
if we get the drop up on the opps, then we gon’ breathe on that
knock his mans shoulders from his head, he can’t lean on that
have my k!llers dressed in all black, but i don’t see kodak
you ain’t get no k!lls from that weapon? you don’t need no strap
n_ggas always glorify snitches, i wish the streets was back
another body dropped up on they side, go take a peek at that

- hbk jachi

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