Baguette (from The Cook Up) Lyrics

Breaking bread you done made ya bed nap time

Bacon eggs baby break a leg flatline

I hate to say it I'ma make em beg that's mine

It's Bill & Ted I'ma wake the dead back in time

All up in the kool aid I be getting head like a tupe

I be getting head it's a duvet

I be in her mouth like a toothache

Takin a trip posting everything but you bae

Touche it's far too late it's past tense

New fade behind cool shades with black tints

You hate but y'all fugazi dick prints

Whoville to this Grinch

Too heavy to get benched

Baguette

Asking God why I ain't got a bag yet

Too heavy to get pressed new Chevy the shit fresh

Spaghetti and fish next she ready in fish nets

Blueberry molasses classic

Jack Kennedy Jackie Onasis word to the masses

Where ya ass was at when we recorded in the bathroom

Skipping all the classes no hall passes

Raise ya glasses to chicks with braids and asses

Slayed the dragons quit the praise and braggin'

Blaze a passage shit get crazy savage

Haze and dabs we sit and blaze we happy

Baguette

Asking God why I ain't got a bag yet