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Stove God Cooks - Run It Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh

[Chorus]
Every time I bust the plastic open, feel like, "Woo"
Phone clicking, stove ticking, water whipping, woo
I've been in the kitchen, ran through twenty chickens
I've been on my Tijuana border mission
Every time I rip the plastic off, feel like, "Woo"

[Verse]
Please don't make me send my young boy through your shit to light it up
Every kilo I touch turn to gold, I got the Midas touch
NFL wrist, is was the oil and then it tightened up
You know the Oilers is the Titans, shit, I'm nice as fuck
Paper plate the Maserati for the butter run
If it's what you say it is, I'll buy another one
One man's trash is the reason why another won
It's just a pot to you, but that got me like seven hundred up
Run it up
Monkey in the middle, middle monkey playing plug, you niggas fucking up
You ain't done enough
Thought they caught him lacking, that boy slid the nina out his sleeve and—
Out the Mustang trunk like, "Brr"
Money machine through the hundreds like, "Brr"
Bobby Brown face stamped on the brr

[Chorus]
Every time I bust the plastic open, feel like, "Woo"
Phone clicking, stove ticking, water whipping, woo
I've been in the kitchen, ran through twenty chickens
I've been on my Mexicano border mission
Every time I rip the plastic off, feel like, "Woo"