The Regime - Clam Chowdah lyrics

(Intro) Dragon Gang, bang bang n***a Look (Bridge) That pyrex clear, c**aine white Baking soda yellow, whip game tight Cook 3 birds in the same night Straight drop that with game tight (Hook) In the kitchen whipping up a brick of powder, mix it with the baking soda n***as call that clam chowdah, I call that clam chowdah I’ve been cooking up for hours, stacking up them dollars After money and the power, f**ing with that clam chowdah, I got that clam chowdah Fish scale on line, tell the dope man holler I got that clam chowdah, n***as knowin how I ride sponsored links Straight drop in the pocket n***a, prayin that ain’t locked I got that clam chowdah (Verse) I got that white powdah, clam chowdah Mix it with the baking soda, got me whipping flowers Do you ski with no slopes? Are you a mountain climber Tony Montana, money and the power Money counter, money on the counter Duffle bag work, a motherf**er holler Grams and I ain’t talkin bout yo mama’s mama Keep comin up short – I hit you with the lama (Verse) Look, watch, workin my snowman In the kitchen pyrex left, whip in my right hand 90% Charlie Sheen, 10% I’m a hammer Watch it blowin split screens, front back yard cameras Couple bullets bigger in the stash spot You think this a studio? This a trash spot Cocaine weed and high, this is they got In here you know I’m on that, Regime Smoke a lot (Hook) In the kitchen whipping up a brick of powder, mix it with the baking soda n***as call that clam chowdah, I call that clam chowdah I’ve been cooking up for hours, stacking up them dollars After money and the power, f**ing with that clam chowdah, I got that clam chowdah Fish scale on line, tell the dope man holler I got that clam chowdah, n***as knowin how I ride Straight drop in the pocket n***a, prayin that ain’t locked I got that clam chowdah (Verse) I’ve been cooking up for hours, that powder got me sour So I gotta take a shower, after money and the power That portable money counter, brr bing, brr bing Another hundred thousand dollars, f**in with that clam chowdah I got that clam chowdah, Seat full Benihana, fish scale like piranha That material ghetto so I’m selling that Madonna So tell yo gwala gwala come and holler at yo partner I got that clam chowdah (Verse) They don’t call me Ratata for nothing In the kitchen cooking turkeys, baking soda is the stuffing I ain’t stuffing, I’ll be busting kicks Hoping by the dozen Gotta give it to you raw, the rubber when you be bustin You be eatin but I’m grubbing bruh On a lot of bubble Got white girls for ya and I think that you will love er Her mother cookin smoke but tryna get it like a stock broker Neighborhood chancos got this game in the chokehold, straight up (Hook) In the kitchen whipping up a brick of powder, mix it with the baking soda n***as call that clam chowdah, I call that clam chowdah I’ve been cooking up for hours, stacking up them dollars After money and the power, f**ing with that clam chowdah, I got that clam chowdah Fish scale on line, tell the dope man holler I got that clam chowdah, n***as knowin how I ride Straight drop in the pocket n***a, prayin that ain’t locked I got that clam chowdah (Verse) Chyeah, money and the power Fish scale, big men movin hella powder n***a I’m a whale, in the kitchen whippin for hours Catch me at Tacoma with critters toltin them choppas Interstate trappin, packs – we get em gone Sliding through the ave, we don’t talk on the phone We movin by the swag my n***a, we cop bev Regime k**as, we getting to the fetty (Bridge x2) That pyrex clear, c**aine white Baking soda yellow, whip game tight Cook 3 birds in the same night Straight drop that with game tight (Hook) In the kitchen whipping up a brick of powder, mix it with the baking soda n***as call that clam chowdah, I call that clam chowdah I’ve been cooking up for hours, stacking up them dollars After money and the power, f**ing with that clam chowdah, I got that clam chowdah Fish scale on line, tell the dope man holler I got that clam chowdah, n***as knowin how I ride Straight drop in the pocket n***a, prayin that ain’t locked I got that clam chowdah