Spring Break

By Chef Dee

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Kanye West:

Y'all wanna go to Africa, I am standing up and I'm telling you, I am Warhol. I am the number one most impactful artist of our generation. I am Shakespeare in the flesh

Chef Dee:

Chef Dee

I'm on beach house!

Got bitches they twerkin berzerkin

I do not know what I am doing

I kill it perform it and never rehearse it; it's urgent

Got nothing to see now

As long as I'm cookin in public

And all of these bitches is eaten

And chuggin my nuggets, I do what it doez

And I love it

Now buckle ya seatbelt

We crusin we ain't on a budget

The niggas I never would fuck wit when I went to Summit, is sudden my cousin

But fuck it

It's freedom of speech now

I say what I want

Like Republi-can even switch sides on a nigga get ache like a stomach

Her booty I'm rubbin

Yeah

CHORUS

Spring Break. Yeah I get cake yeah

We at the beach, and then the lakehouse

Okay yo plans dry

Can't relate yeah

We Turnin we turnin we turnin the fuck up on

Spring Break yeah

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I'm poppin a molly and drinking

I wish I knew what I was thinking

I just caught a shawty she winkin

I can't feel my face like The Weeknd

I'm winning the game got the playbook

I'm poking her pussy like Facebook

Rappin & Cookin is all that I got

I swear I can even leave Sway shook

[Kanye West (and Sway)]: You ain't got the answers man! You ain't got the answers! (Kanye) You ain't got the answers, Sway! (Kanye) I been doing this more than you! (Doing what more than me?)

It's sway in the morning

Wake yo punk ass up

Time to kill it and hit up the show

Got bitches pick up and go

Chef Dee you already know

Don't bring no sand to the beach

If you lame go ahead take a seat

Imma cook so ya know we finna eat

Bad bitches only thing I ever see

She got long t-shirt Like sorority

I just wanna fuck at least the majority

Tell em all to respect my authority

Spring Break and ya never getting bored of me

We got the baddest pad

I mean she got the fattest ass

I mean we spending extra cash

I mean we smokin all the gas

Chef Dee!

I'm on beach house!

Got bitches they twerkin berzerkin

I do not know what I am doing

I kill it perform it and never rehearse it; it's urgent

Got nothing to see now!

As long as I'm cookin in public

And all of these bitches is eaten

And chuggin my nuggets, I do what it doez

And I love it

Now buckle ya seatbelt!

We crusin we ain't on a budget

The niggas I never would fuck wit when I went to Summit. Is sudden my cousin

But fuck it

It's freedom of speech now!

I say what I want

Like Republi can even switch sides on a nigga get ache like a stomach

Her booty I'm rubbin

Yeah

Spring Break yeah I get cake yeah

We at the beach, then the lakehouse

Okay yo plans dry

Can't relate yeah

We turnin we turnin we turnin the fuck up on

Spring Break yeah

X2