ILoveMakonnen

ILoveMakonnen - Super Chef lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

I don’t know need no work unless I’m ridin' down the highway

I swear to god I’mma make it all by Friday

Bring it back, brin' it back, take yo pack back

My plug be callin', asking when I’m comin' back

I’m like hold up bro, I got to do these fuckin' shows

He like hold up bro, what the fuck ya rappin' fo'

I said shit, I could make mo' than that brick

All in thirty minutes, man I swear this shit the shit

He like goddamn, well do that, & once ya get that thing

Won’t ya come bring it back

Cuz this time, this time we gon' triple that

Cuz that work that I got is the best, boy it’s comin' from the west

(Hook x4)

Now go ahead, chef

And super, chef

(Verse 2)

In the kitchen, young cookin' on lasagna

Ferrari burnin' all on the highway

Ya be smokin' drinkin' on that crazy shit

Yo friends actin' so damn wild in this bitch

They be lit, they be lit, I be all in erry city

Spend at least about 50 on that four hunnid twenty

God damit, homie, when the fuck ya comin' back in town

Cuz this white ova here, this shit be lookin' brown

Damn, well I can’t help ya wit it

I’m just finally doin' mo', Imma pull up wit that plaque

My friend don’t be bleachin' none of that

That thing lookin' like a Cadillac

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

Why ya whip it how ya whip it, huh?

Cuz we needed mo' than we fuckin' gettin', huh?

I swear I just want to be wit no ceilings, huh

I swear I just need at least four billion huh

Yeah, could spend a billy on my house

Could spend two mo' on my spouse

Could have a fuckin' Spice Girl all up in my spice whip

Young & aware, how ya fuckin' doin' that

Whippin' wit that silverware, now ya out here makin' stacks

(Hook)

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