JT Music, Andrea Storm Kaden - Best Served Cold lyrics

If you rely on the pot of the luck
No wonder why your dinner party will suck
You need a genie, give this bottle a rub
'Cause what good is spirit if
It's stuck in a jug?

Take a sip of this
I'll give you somethin' to chug
As if one too many wasn't enough
Another round on the house for
The cup and the mug
Still runnin' and gunnin' like
A couple of thugs
Owed ya' debts to the Devil
But we settled it
You know that I love to gamble
But I had to quit 'Cause I'm an addict
Never know when I'm gonna stop
If I see a glass half-full
Then I'll fill it up
And you can bet I won't ever spill a drop
If you wanna put a lid on me
Then I'm gonna pop i'm not a tall drink
But I'm levеled to the top
You can talk to my bosses
I kill it at my job
But now that Satan's rеign is over
I won't wager my soul, I'm sober
Nonetheless, Cuphead's back for an encore
Two heads are better than one
But we want more

'Cause something's missing, and you
Need a new fix, perhaps
Add a feminine ingredient to the mix
And that's just what you want the mostest
Promise you won't get ghosted
Bottoms up, let's raise a toast
Give 'em all a taste of our brand new roast
Mouths to feed, better get 'em all fed
Don't leave any appetite unwhet
Trust me, if you wanna break some bread
Do not double cross Cuphead, Nuff Said

Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober
I doubt I'm out of dice to be rolled
Listen death
I'm gonna cheat you since I got a sweet tooth
This is a dish I've been
Told is best served cold

This little dish sure can take a lickin'
If you don't want heat
Then evacuate the kitchen
Keep your feet movin', don't stop kickin'
The oven is hot and the clock is tickin'
Pickin' up steam, gotta work fast
I've earned my treat, but I'm gonna burn that
'Cause I'm chuggin' all day and
I can't turn back
Careful not to get caught in my thirst trap

Ready for the check? 'Cause
You've been served
That is unless you have room for dessert
Doesn't matter if you already
Swallowed your pride
It don't mean that you won't
Succumb to your vice
Your ravenous appetite might leave
You wanting more
I got a recipe for disaster and that means
Back to the cutting board

Sorry Chef, checkmate you're done
I'm stickin' you up with a finger gun
I could duel the sheriff
I could move a mountain
If you wanna dogfight me, you'll be howlin'
I'll halt this bootleg operation
If they get salty, then I'll bake 'em
Might get dicey, but I'll shake 'em
Like a bad habit - had to break 'em

I don't just got drip i run like a faucet
My nickname is hothead
'Cause no one can touch this
I'm non-alcoholic but I'm hella toxic
Come on, I know you want it
You'd better swallow all of it

Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober
I doubt I'm out of dice to be rolled
Listen death
I'm gonna cheat you since I got a sweet tooth
This is a dish I've been
Told is best served cold

Three heads are better than two
If you bit off more than you can chew
But ain't just anyone we let in our crew
You gotta skippity-pop-bop-bowop-pop-pop
Biddly-diddly doo

Beep-bop, beep-bop beepity-bow, beep-bop
Bippity boo skippity pap, pippity pow
Chickitty-lickitty doo
Wamalama dam bam bamala dam badam, bip-bip
Bippity-bee
Deet dot, deet dot, deedly deet-dedee
Deet deet deedly dee

("Do not mess with the Cuphead, " nuff said)
("Do not mess with the Cuphead, " nuff said)
("Do not mess with the Cuphead, " nuff said)
Do not mess with the Cuphead, nuff said

Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober
I doubt I'm out of dice to be rolled
Listen death
I'm gonna cheat you since I got a sweet tooth
This is a dish I've been
Told is best served cold