Stir It Fry It by The Chef Express Lyrics
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
[Verse 1: GMC]
I don't know but the truth be told
G-Boa and Big Oontie come out for the show
And we rolling
On my later Rolls Royce
I wish I knew about a girl named Sadie
Going about 180
I was high on crack
And I'm cash pool diving
You don't know shit if you sayin' I'm wack
Cause I'm blowin' all you track stars away with my lyrics
I'm not trying to be mysterious
But I'll knock yo ass out make you delirious
And I'm serious
It's G-Boa and Big Oontie on the mic y'all
[Verse 2: ColeRad]
Doontie Big is in the house
Motherfucker look out
You gon' be cooked out
Tear out yo mouth if you shout
Oh no oh shit
Doontie Big done lost it
I saw a motherfucker with my girl Tanya
Not only did I pull the trigger on him but I got his fatha'
As long as my hoes keep hoen
My bitches keep on showin'
They doontie to me I will do as I motherfucking please
And shut the hell up I don't give a fuck
Step to this and I will hit you with my most lethal dish
Damn shit
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
[Verse 3: GMC]
This is my name and I'm gonna slay
I'm killing it with trap god today
Let me cook you up a little fillet
With salt and pepper and herbs and dip
Little did you do you don't do shit
Little did I do now I flip
From yo bitch she won't dip
She won't quit sucking my dick
She won't quit so I got my clip
She got pitted fuck that chick
Thats how I deal with life
If you wanna come at me I'll grab my knife
[Verse 4: ColeRad]
First I make a bitch flop
Like a fish thats been caught
Then I roll her over
Remember what I told ya
I got about fourteen baby mammas
And a whole drawer full of bitches pajamas
I ain't ever paying child support
And no bitch you won't see me in court
I got a whole bunch of shit that I ain't gonna do
I'm just gonna leave a message with my excuse
If you bark up the wrong tree
You gonna be facing a crazy Doontie Big and a mean ass GMC
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
[Bridge]
GMC do you know how to cook
Yes I do do you wanna see my book
Let me see that shit real quick man
Here it is be careful with it
Here is one recipe you need to share with the posse
[Verse 5: GMC & ColeRad]
Two pounds, pork back ribs
Two garlic cloves, minced
Two tablespoons, fresh rosemary
One tablespoon, virgin olive oil
One tablespoon of salt
A half teaspoon of hot peppa' flakes
Half a teaspoon of ground black pepper
One lemon, quartered
Remove the membrane underside the ribs
If attached then cut into four sections of three or four ribs each
In a large dish combine the garlic, rosemary, oil, salt, hot pepper flakes, and pepper
(And add the ribs)
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
[Verse 1: GMC]
I don't know but the truth be told
G-Boa and Big Oontie come out for the show
And we rolling
On my later Rolls Royce
I wish I knew about a girl named Sadie
Going about 180
I was high on crack
And I'm cash pool diving
You don't know shit if you sayin' I'm wack
Cause I'm blowin' all you track stars away with my lyrics
I'm not trying to be mysterious
But I'll knock yo ass out make you delirious
And I'm serious
It's G-Boa and Big Oontie on the mic y'all
[Verse 2: ColeRad]
Doontie Big is in the house
Motherfucker look out
You gon' be cooked out
Tear out yo mouth if you shout
Oh no oh shit
Doontie Big done lost it
I saw a motherfucker with my girl Tanya
Not only did I pull the trigger on him but I got his fatha'
As long as my hoes keep hoen
My bitches keep on showin'
They doontie to me I will do as I motherfucking please
And shut the hell up I don't give a fuck
Step to this and I will hit you with my most lethal dish
Damn shit
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
[Verse 3: GMC]
This is my name and I'm gonna slay
I'm killing it with trap god today
Let me cook you up a little fillet
With salt and pepper and herbs and dip
Little did you do you don't do shit
Little did I do now I flip
From yo bitch she won't dip
She won't quit sucking my dick
She won't quit so I got my clip
She got pitted fuck that chick
Thats how I deal with life
If you wanna come at me I'll grab my knife
[Verse 4: ColeRad]
First I make a bitch flop
Like a fish thats been caught
Then I roll her over
Remember what I told ya
I got about fourteen baby mammas
And a whole drawer full of bitches pajamas
I ain't ever paying child support
And no bitch you won't see me in court
I got a whole bunch of shit that I ain't gonna do
I'm just gonna leave a message with my excuse
If you bark up the wrong tree
You gonna be facing a crazy Doontie Big and a mean ass GMC
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
[Bridge]
GMC do you know how to cook
Yes I do do you wanna see my book
Let me see that shit real quick man
Here it is be careful with it
Here is one recipe you need to share with the posse
[Verse 5: GMC & ColeRad]
Two pounds, pork back ribs
Two garlic cloves, minced
Two tablespoons, fresh rosemary
One tablespoon, virgin olive oil
One tablespoon of salt
A half teaspoon of hot peppa' flakes
Half a teaspoon of ground black pepper
One lemon, quartered
Remove the membrane underside the ribs
If attached then cut into four sections of three or four ribs each
In a large dish combine the garlic, rosemary, oil, salt, hot pepper flakes, and pepper
(And add the ribs)
[Hook]
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it
Stir it fry it wit it sniff it