Pretty Boy Dro - Gordon Ramsay (Remix lyrics

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Pretty Boy Dro - Gordon Ramsay (Remix lyrics

[Hook / Salah NoMoBS] Count my blessings like I'm stashing on this drug money One on one skating by they be looking at me funny Cuz' my grind slickin' i'm Tony Hawkin' on 'em Fresh of the top, man i'm hot, drop a jam up on 'em Hate to see me eat, hate to see you homie freak Watch these fools all leave, cuz' they know the realest be Homie that's me in that G4 wagon I skee, no sleep, homie until my crew eat Now watch me cook, I'm on my Gordon Ramsay (x3) Now watch me cook, no sleep until i eat b**h [Verse 1 / Pretty Boy Dro] Let me flex for the camera b**h you know I got stamina I can tell you amateur I'm a pro with the spatula I don't smoke no more regular Catch me out with Young B up in Canada Now she wanna be my manager Watch me hit that b**h with the Excalibur Super spectacular, cook it like a chef Swag off the parameter, official like a ref All my life I been fresh to d**h uh Hey that's real, let me catch a breath uh [Bridge / Pretty Boy Dro] Baby no flex, I do the least I don't fight thots but she want a piece First thing I do up in the morning Whip it flip it hit it, you can call me Gordon No sleep till I eat [Verse 2 / 95 Kuston] Watch me hit it, flip it, whip it, ship it, magic with the work Get that pack out with the macaw then I check out with a bird Make her tap out like my name was Pacquiao That's just how it happens I'm a legend with the marijuana fragrance Dawg what's happening I done broke my wrist Popped my f**ing shoulder how I'm cooking b**hes tell me I'm good looking They just want the f**ing nookie I'm a rapper dawg, all I ever do is f**ing clappers Got the speakers going hammer of the swagger She might of been a four, but she still got ate Man I turned up early but I still got laid Got a lot of fishie but I still got bait It sure as hell was not my party but I still got cake Watch me break a f**ing swisher Then I pull up like a bishop Smoking sour, why you bitter? I guess that's why we just differ Bout to pop and fly away like I'm a caterpillar Young B for Belgium's Finest, ain't nobody f**ing realer [Outro / 95 Kuston] Do it, do it, do it, now watch me hit em with the woop Hit em with the left You know how I do, ??? Hit em with the L, hit em with the F That's a f** you for life, that's a f** you till d**h You know how I do it, looking like the ref Stripes on my back You how I react I just do it like that