Gumbo

Uhh, wait a minute!

Kali baby!

Somethin' strange in it!

Now this jam ain't for everybody

Only the sexy people

That means you baby

If you've ever loved anybody

Loved anything, loved anyone

Than you'll feel me.

Your baby got a hole in it

I fill it up

She get turned on by all my lil' stuff

Got my little country girl a gumbo

I take some rock and roll and I add a little soul

Now watch me put a spoon in it

Stir it up

Now watch me put a spoon in it

Stir it up

Watch me put a spoon in it

Stir it up

My baby like to eat until she get filled up

See, see, see

Now my mama introduced us at church

As a kid, a kid I loved her for whatever it's worth

We was supposed to be closer than siamese twins at they birth

Now we so down and together we ain't got to rehearse

Check it out

Getting you's a long shot

Really into you cause you're so hot

Tryna pretend you're not

Sho gotta way with words

But I gon' lock it down

Nigga stay wit' her

She already familiar wit' my familia

The way she make us gon' and giddy up

Feel like she killin' us

She ain't lettin' you in them guts

Unless you plan to crush 'em

She only let me touch 'em

Kill shit heard me bustin'

And I bat her up like I'm on the move

But only give it to me when she in the mood

Never ever see her in the nude

But I'm peekin' anyway

I ain't ignorin' you

Hope that I ain't borin' you numb

When I'm on stage a whole 'nother page

In the cookbook when I'm on this music

But you got the recipe

For lovin' sexiness

And I gets the herbs and spices

Veggie slices come natural

Than when I'm on the mic

I'm playin' you know I downplay everything I do

When I'm rhymin' a stew D-O top ramen

My noodle needs a meal?

And when I cook up

The women look up

Now I'm in the soup wit' you

Look at all the time took up

When the rhyme hooked up

When the Kaliko and Oob infuse

I'm ready to munch

Break em off fast I'm ready for lunch

Not even a minute past

I digest fast

Baby what you got simmering up?

She followed the smell of stale failures

Before me, Master Chef

Sprinkle a little bit

No more fast and put some weight on those little hips

We go together like niggas and leather

Peanut butter and jelly

The dream team is you and the Genius

Is what they tell me

See we the power couple

We devour the couple

Your lips is soft and supple

But trouble if you try to muffle

A couple of 'em got it

And found out you was 'bout it

Me and you is automatic

I feel like I'm an addict

Somethin' wrong in my attic

Is filled with snake and bats

Need a room thats padded

Cause I ain't sure just how to act

The Kalikoholics been conditioned for the listenin'

They love to watch us switch it

What she do when she wit' Krizz n' 'em

Feel like I'm pimpin' her

This music girl my bottom B

The way I'm workin' like she pimpin' me