Up In My Cocina - From SR3MM

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Ice everything I need a figure skater

Eating five star meals tipping waiters

PJ skip commercial flights that's no delaying

I had too many guests my neighbours start complaining

Sun beaming my chains jingling I'm chinky

B**ch so pink broke h*es freak me

B-Y-O-B came back washed in my dreams

Missed it if you blink smell the purp she wink

Bad b**ches R.S.V.P

Yes I gotta switch the swag four times a week four times

Mamma mia I didn't even see her

New six-seater would not wanna be ya

When I land in the sand where's my greeter

Nothin' but divas up in my cocina

Grab up hands switch hands don't just linger

Rock and Roll Hall of Fame not a singer

Eating clams rolling grams

The con man has other plans

Helipad dizzy by the time I land

Helipad I'm so done with first class

With a bag and a baddie like Selena

Mamma mia cash flipping tortilla

Through the path to the stash where I post

I go via Sprinter or limousine-a

Get the clout tuck my shirt then I leave ya

So much dough we hopped in the pizzeria

It's all good cause I'm smoking Aloe Vera

Next Top Model give me brain like neutrogena

Don't just tear up won't scream Ike and Tina

New Pagani and that big line greener

Through a smoke screen they don't even see us

Kick my feet up if they bust down h*e just sleaze up

When we got up out that slump the grass was greener

Girls cheerleading when they score they try to cheat us

Wife-beaters and I'm sippin' Titos

Can't you tell That sh*t was my niño

New moscino check I'll take that on DeeBo gimme that

Golden boy I'll hop out like I'm CeeLo yes

Pardon my ego they won't jack my SteeLo no way

Bring the divas to the mansion in Encino yeah let's do it

Say she f**k with the Sremms she want G-Lo

Marshawn Lynch bust a play I'm in beast mode beast mode

Rock and Roll Hall of Fame like Mick Jagger yeah yeah

R.I.P them but bet we still counting badges faster

Diamond rings on my finger I'm a bachelor I'ma bachelor

College dropout got the money that's my masters f**k it

Mamma mia tu eres bonita

Nothing but divas up in my cocina

Helipad helipad helipad woo woo

I pay cash I pay cash I pay cash Jxmm

When I land in the sand where's my greeter

Nothin' but divas up in my cocina

Grab up hands switch hands don't just linger

Rock and Roll Hall of Fame not a singer

Eating clams rolling grams

The conman has other plans

Helipad dizzy by the time I land

Helipad I'm so done with first class