Warren Moon

Lyrics
[Intro] Stove Jesus loves me Stove Jesus loves me Stove Jesus love me, 'cause my daddy told me so [Chorus] My Granny got it from the mud, yeah All praises to the plug-y (There are millions) of niggas like you, but me, I'm a one-of-one, yeah (There are millions) of niggas like you, but me, I'm the one (There are millions) stuffed in the suitcase Press the button, watch the roof ways, my wholе crew paid (There arе millions) of niggas like you, but me, I'm the one [Verse 1] I know some niggas wished that they had listened to me If these walls could talk, I swear they'd tell you kitchen stories If this pot could sing, I swear it'd be the commodores It's a brick house, I flew the birds right in my momma door You could ask her I told you how they wrote my story, I ain't skipped a chapter I hit it clockwise, and then I'll whip it backwards Bitch, they just hung my apron in the rafters My dog shoot like Master P for the Raptors Ghostface killah-grah, now you Casper They tried to make ya boy believe he wasn't legend Tell 'em I just turned a triple six to seven Bitch, I just turned my plug into a reverend That's how we turned a 36 to heaven Had me stressed it wouldn't lock, then it started to dance Tony Stark with the pan It's all in the wrist, the fork and the hand, we ballin' again Paint splashes on my gallery carpenter pants [Chorus] My Granny got it from the mud, yeah All praises to the plug-y (There are millions) of niggas like you, but me, I'm a one-of-one, yeah (There are millions) of niggas like you, but me, I'm the one (There are millions) stuffed in the suitcase Press the button, watch the roof ways, my whole crew paid (There are millions) of niggas like you, but me, I'm the one [Verse 2] Let's go Hola, Stovito, that's what they sayin' when I roll up That's what they sayin' when I roll up And I built this shit off of whippin' yola, smell like we just painted the whole kitchen, that's that brick aroma Say my name, say my- 'Til they up and out the Rover I bet that boy drop it back like Warren Moon in Minnesota My daughter just did Disney in the mink I built this boat with patience, bitch, I swear it never sink The big Cuban with the diamonds and the link Feds kicked the door and niggas turned to Raphael Saadiq This shit don't impress real niggas came from that life I really had to drop it in, make sure that they come back right I really had to cover the smell, make sure it's wrapped right You know these niggas wasn't that before rap, right? [Outro] Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three Up Three
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Credits
- Writers
- Stove God Cooks
- Roc Marciano