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Potholderz (feat. Count Bass D)

アーティスト:MF Doom  アルバム:MM...FOOD (Deluxe Edition)  作詞:MF Doom  作曲:MF Doom  発売年:2021 

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(Hot shit) (Aww shit)... I strive to be humble, lest I stumble Never sold a jumbo or copped chicken with its mumbo sauce Tyson is a fowl holocaust Hitler gassed your whole head up with poultry, I'm fed up Ignore cordon bleu, stand up, get up Lunge for your knife, don't forget your potholders (Hot shit) What, these old things? About to throw them away With the gold rings that make 'em don't fit like OJ Usually I take them off with Oil of Olay MCs is crabs in a barrel, pass the Old Bay Hot as hell and it's a cold day, innit? Working on a way that we can roll away tinted Some say the price of holding heat is often too high You either be in a coffin or you be the new guy The one that's too fly to eat shoo pie, (Never too busy) Never too busy when it comes down to you and I Swear to God A lot of niggas wish to die They need to hold they horses, there's bigger fish to fry You're on the list, if not pick a number spot Ten and a half Timbs is made to kick your bumba claat Coulda had a V-8 F-150 quad cab but I'll be straight Money comes and goes like that two bit hussy that night that tried to rush me Dwight, pass the dutchie So I can calm down so they don't get it twisted Take it from the fire side,


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