Out here on my own dime
Just finished winning
I've been cooking on my own time
Own grind espresso
Call me Don Corleone
I'm the one I'm your godfather
Ovens getting hotter
Like the ozone it be smaller
Use a flying saucer
Lay the pie out then you drive to the spot
You looking nasty the pizza ain't getting passed me
It make me gassy
But your taste still lookin trashy
Only thing besides respect I'm getting be the cash please
Pizza be
Roni
Sauce
Cheese
No freeze when my verse be 33 degrees
[00:43.64]That's thirty three at least [00:44.72]
Ask a mason I'm talking free
Where's the illuminati yeah
Enlightenments the key
My expertese I ain't giving no guarantees
I play the game need referees in stripes tees
Don't tell me you disagree
I think you lie and cheat
You little pigs you come in threes
I'll huff and I'll puff
And I'll blow you to smithereens
Boom click pow
Tell me who be laughing now
The King of this pizza rap
I've got the throne
You've gotta couch
I play it loud
I play it with so much volume it knock you down
If I say jump you say how high
Check it you're on the ground
You see blood I'm talking hound
Or maybe it be the red sauce
Eating pizza in a casino like I'm the pit boss
Imma pit bull
Yeah I'll tell you what I'm Mr. Worldwide
Italian food Al Dente boys
The only way to ride
I brush you off to the side if you talking shit on my crew
Cuz all we taking is strides we do our thing we got pride
I got the slice on my side
The word roni implied
And were just getting started
And I still see you outside
But that's fine hey look only one can be best
My rap music has got you're whole family so obsessed
I'm impressed but not stressed
I'll confess you want the rest
I'm on the run with my roni
It be like North By Northwest
Pepperoni Prada - Don Corleone Lyrics
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Out here on my own dime
Just finished winning
I've been cooking on my own time
Own grind espresso
Call me Don Corleone
I'm the one I'm your godfather
Ovens getting hotter
Like the ozone it be smaller
Use a flying saucer
Lay the pie out then you drive to the spot
You looking nasty the pizza ain't getting passed me
It make me gassy
But your taste still lookin trashy
Only thing besides respect I'm getting be the cash please
Pizza be
Roni
Sauce
Cheese
No freeze when my verse be 33 degrees
[00:43.64]That's thirty three at least [00:44.72]
Ask a mason I'm talking free
Where's the illuminati yeah
Enlightenments the key
My expertese I ain't giving no guarantees
I play the game need referees in stripes tees
Don't tell me you disagree
I think you lie and cheat
You little pigs you come in threes
I'll huff and I'll puff
And I'll blow you to smithereens
Boom click pow
Tell me who be laughing now
The King of this pizza rap
I've got the throne
You've gotta couch
I play it loud
I play it with so much volume it knock you down
If I say jump you say how high
Check it you're on the ground
You see blood I'm talking hound
Or maybe it be the red sauce
Eating pizza in a casino like I'm the pit boss
Imma pit bull
Yeah I'll tell you what I'm Mr. Worldwide
Italian food Al Dente boys
The only way to ride
I brush you off to the side if you talking shit on my crew
Cuz all we taking is strides we do our thing we got pride
I got the slice on my side
The word roni implied
And were just getting started
And I still see you outside
But that's fine hey look only one can be best
My rap music has got you're whole family so obsessed
I'm impressed but not stressed
I'll confess you want the rest
I'm on the run with my roni
It be like North By Northwest
Just finished winning
I've been cooking on my own time
Own grind espresso
Call me Don Corleone
I'm the one I'm your godfather
Ovens getting hotter
Like the ozone it be smaller
Use a flying saucer
Lay the pie out then you drive to the spot
You looking nasty the pizza ain't getting passed me
It make me gassy
But your taste still lookin trashy
Only thing besides respect I'm getting be the cash please
Pizza be
Roni
Sauce
Cheese
No freeze when my verse be 33 degrees
[00:43.64]That's thirty three at least [00:44.72]
Ask a mason I'm talking free
Where's the illuminati yeah
Enlightenments the key
My expertese I ain't giving no guarantees
I play the game need referees in stripes tees
Don't tell me you disagree
I think you lie and cheat
You little pigs you come in threes
I'll huff and I'll puff
And I'll blow you to smithereens
Boom click pow
Tell me who be laughing now
The King of this pizza rap
I've got the throne
You've gotta couch
I play it loud
I play it with so much volume it knock you down
If I say jump you say how high
Check it you're on the ground
You see blood I'm talking hound
Or maybe it be the red sauce
Eating pizza in a casino like I'm the pit boss
Imma pit bull
Yeah I'll tell you what I'm Mr. Worldwide
Italian food Al Dente boys
The only way to ride
I brush you off to the side if you talking shit on my crew
Cuz all we taking is strides we do our thing we got pride
I got the slice on my side
The word roni implied
And were just getting started
And I still see you outside
But that's fine hey look only one can be best
My rap music has got you're whole family so obsessed
I'm impressed but not stressed
I'll confess you want the rest
I'm on the run with my roni
It be like North By Northwest
Writer: Dallin Kroon
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