lirik lagu kway cush - sous vide
king: aye, uh hu , kway what up?
kway: yesssir
king: we working
kway: always that
king: lets get it, i got you
kway: go on then
verse (king capital a):
look
smooth as velour as i step through the door
they applaud, i been a don since dawn
and when the night falls, remmy martin pour needs ice
dice heated floors kept my money long
looking in the mirror never see a flaw (never)
they said i was a star they day i was born, heh
life is short so i gotta ball, uh
point guard for the knicks, getting checks
you can say that i’m all in the mix, gotta flex
muscles big like the charm on the neck
girls fall for the fits, arm candy is the best
head over heels, then they come and fall on the heh
king
im a god with the hits, it’s all love from the plug
from the days i would flip
take a break from the fakers, grew up great
getting cake with the dealers and the takers
king!
hook (kway):
don’t try to hold me down
unless you part of squad. how do you sound?
i been putting my foot in this, ask around
you know the talk we serving attracts a crowd
they love the style but they still plot and plunder
remedies in these recipes we learned from mother
i done seen it all, pent house from the gutter
formed them new rules apposed to ones we came under
verse (kway):
sous vide some fools who trying to peak, you got to bloom
the ones whose bars got more holes than a slotted spoon
head chef in this thang, i gotta serve some jewels
diamond lacquered dining tools is how i scr~pe my food
always prefer my chicken sautéed if i had to choose
burning money fast, need a new plan if i loose
burning on both ends, swear there’s a choice here
the only consistent brotha thats making his point clear
sticking and moving picking a lane i’m bout to bruise em
this man spitting fire, swear i’m hot like two hadouken
if the bar is high, i leap pull my chin up to it
stirring the pot, peel off the lot if the boys is snooping
i’m only trying to excel but i’m stuck in my ways
learning new sk!lls just to level up my game
so i can cop my kid or lil sis some new jays
the heat and pressure make me better done know it’s
kway!
hook (kway):
don’t try to hold me down
unless you part of squad. how do you sound?
i been putting my foot in this, ask around
you know the talk we serving attracts a crowd
they love the style but they still plot and plunder
remedies in these recipes we learned from mother
i done seen it all, pent house from the gutter
formed them new rules apposed to ones we came under
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