SIC ILL - Pots and Pans Lyrics
It's like I'm bangin on some pots and pansCreatin this music,I'm the real dope manHear my fans all abusinEven when they cruisinDown I-5 highwayCheckin cars for the dope shitBut they can't see me, no wayon pots and pansGettin on my pots and pans todayIt feels like I gotta cook and chop it on a white plateTo rock that pile you make it bubble then your gettin doubleIts so much dope I'm pushin muscle,And when you hustle, pack yo muzzlesJohnny flameThe Fantastic MeEven got invisible planesClear blunt wrap sweetsGettin Pac man need my pelletsColorful rivals I eatChompin, all througout TacomptonBut aint full, it's daughtinon pots and pans[Chorus]Cooking yoda, Baking soda out refrigeratorThey down the street and want there cheddarNever usin gratersCops is haters, brittleJust got ice tea and some skittlesHarrass me in my own neighborhoodHomies say dittoI'm gettin on my pots and pans todayIt feels like I gotta cook and chop it on a white plateTo rock that pile you make it bubble then your gettin doubleIt's so much dope I'm pushin muscle,And when you hustle, pack yo muzzlesYou gotta careful what you doThere some fiends out here, that be actin a fool[Chorus]You gotta careful so watch your back, watch your backSome hater just might come and split back, ya cap!
