Tropixal - Elbow Macaroni Lyrics

(Ayo' DJ Trop get the f*** outta here)
Ooo
Yeeaa
Ooo, aye
Yeeaa
Oo, yea
Uh, yea
(Yeeaa)
(Oo, oo, oo)
(Yeeaa)
I just hit the water
Now we fishin wit sum jelly
I just hit kitchen
Now we cookin wit sum grease
Fixin' up a dish
Bout to be a masterpiece
You can't whip like dis
I'm certified in these tings
I just popped the can
Now I'm heatin up the beans
Opened up the box
Pour some water in that bih
Elbow macaroni
Goin' ham it the pot
I'm cookin up some noodles
Now they friends in the pot
(Ayee)
Sizzle up ramem noodles
Tummy tuck
Say toodles
Green light
No gas
On go
No pass
Fake money
Not real
No tea
Real spill
Old news
New money
You funny
Lil bill
(Ayee)
Imma hit my dance
(Imma hit my f*ckin' dance)
Imma hit my dance
(Imma hit my dance)
Imma hit my dance
(Imma hit my f*ckin' dance)
Imma hit my dance
(I hit my f*ckin' dance)
(Ooo, yeaa)
Metro want some mo'
(Want some mo')
(Ooo yeaa)
Bet I hit this' hoe
(I hit that' hoe)
Bet I mop the flo'
(I mop the flo')
Bet I hit the woah
(Woah)

Aye I'm leanin'
Leanin'
I'm leanin'
Leanin'
(Leanin')
I'm leanin I'm leanin'
(Leanin')
I'm leanin
Leanin'
(Yeaa)
I'm leanin I'm leanin'
(Leanin')
I'm leanin
Leanin'
(Leanin')
I'm leanin I'm leanin' (Yeaa)
I'm leanin I'm leanin' (Yeaa)
Push em back, ring the' bell
Push em back, ring the bell
Time to fight, give em' hell
You a rat, tattletale
(Ayo rob)
Gotta go
(Get a job)
F*ck you hoe
(Out my face)
Touch yo' nose
(Bad back)
Touch yo' toes
(I thought I told you imma fiend for da' money)
Get the f*ck back
(I got u sum)
(This is carmex)
I pulled up in a honda
And I whip it like a race track
I just leveled up
Thas' the truth and you can't take that
I just leveled up
Why you niggas in the same place
I just ran it up
You can't even tie yo' shoe lace
You bitches really lame
All these hoes they got the same face
I'm just runnin game
But this' shit it ain't no play play
Yeaa
(Oo)
(Yeaa)
(Oo, aye)
(Yeaa)
(Oo, yea)
(Uh, yea)
(Oo)
(Yeaa)