Zelooperz - Ingredients lyrics

[Zelooperz - Ingredients lyrics]

Sherlock Holme got the pipe and I'm chiefin'
Detroit nigga hustle Coney Island ingredients
Yeah, I only fuck with bad hoes, disobedient
Bih don't know my name
Tell her look it up booty-pedia
Hit a stain on the trusty, Pepé Le Pew
Paint colors different hues
Look like honeydew
So high, look at the sky, honeymoon
Jump up in the pussy, Loch Ness lagoon

I got halito, yeah, I got hali-
Mmm, yeah, I got halitosis
How they think that they can step with us?
They ain't fresh as us, flirting with death
And turn the pressurе up
That nigga said he need a bonus
Swing the door, I got it measurеd up
How the fuck you want it?
Yeah, twenty bones inside of pickup trucks
Skrr-skrr, yeah, he ain't gettin' that
Still answer my phone like, "yeah, I got it"
You comin' to get it back?

Hell nah, you can't get it back
This ain't the pawn shop
Babies on they momma lap
Suck Similac substance
Jumpin' off the stage, Julius Irving
I ain't get all the stains out the color
Detergent yeah, I got all these hoes, purdy
He the type of nigga never
Buy a bitch a burgy

Yeah, uh (Krring) it's still here
Bad bitches gettin' killed here
Perky pills here perky with the ese but the
Honey need a wheelchair
She a dime but I nutted three times
Why she still here? Bitches know the answer
Why you think that they don't ask me?

Computer crashed, came back on, I got halfie
I eat the beat up somebody got savvy
Somebody come grab me, I'm 'bout to go catty
I'm rollin' like a bowling ball
Up in the backseat
Mixed the beer with the fuckin'
I's about to get snazzy
Hit the nigga bitch now he 'bout to get sassy
Black widow silk got a bih goin' coocoo
Another ingredient's cream chicken
Ramen noodle

Picante, spicy
Chivante, got a fat ass and she feisty
Bombay mixed with Everclear up in my Hi-C
Make her crouch low
Move her elbows like she hyphy
Beef strip chicken
Get your noodles to the killers
She try to fry a nigga noodle
But my noodle on some spinach
Read left to right, I need head tonight
Niggas pussy like hermaphrodite

How you pressed to fight?
Fight the devil with some killers
Mix the mess with suspicions
Crack spoon mixed with gizzards
What's some chitlins to some piglets?
I mix the Xanax with liquor and some Ritalin
How you gettin' rich?

Mix the struggle with prescriptions
Can't never watch your baby kids
I put that on my pendant
My nigga bought a slice of pizza
They be stuntin' like Velveeta
It's why I'm in the cheese
I got three stripes like I'm
Runnin from the people
I get higher than A-Boogie
Niggas whack and they pussy
So I call them niggas wussy
I'm the shit just like a Tushy

Get high and sit just like a Tootsie
Don't get whipped just like a tooshie
Call momma "bitch
" that's why she whooped me
I got junkies screamin' at the door
Like momma when she whooped me
I fucked a bitch and left her on the counter
Like some Christmas cookies
I be dampin' in a bitch
My auntie say, "Sookie-sookie"

E'rybody know I'm good like RiRi pussy
E'rybody know I sound good, Beyoncé Knowles
Had to grab a coin pouch
'cause my wallet don't fold
Niggas know we sell bowls
Now we only sell flows

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