I wake up every morning fuckin holdin my tummy It be rumblin tho gonna need that juice that’s yummy I ain’t talkin all that shit boo I ain’t the type that rambles Bout to pop your ass wide open You can call me doctor Campbells Oooooo baby show where that soup issssss Oooooo girl tell me all ya secretsssssss I’m gonna need mommas famous recipe I’m lookin at that ass it’s gonna be a meal for three so Girrrlllllll it’s time to spill it Yea baby it’s time to get that outta yo body Why you hiding it,stop being difficult shawty My bowl be hella dry You tryna make a grown brother cry? Shit. Please baby I be into all types of them flavors Broccoli cheddar and lobster bisque is my neighbors But you know me I ain’t fuckin with gazpacho That soup inside you be steamin hot cause it’s supposed to Ooooooo baby show me where that soup isssss Oooooooo girl why you make me do this You got me down on my knees Begging for a squirt of your minestronie So pleaseeeeeeee Lemme show you how I work it
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