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Jaye Dolla - Microwave (feat. Pharaoh G) Lyrics



Jaye Dolla - Microwave (feat. Pharaoh G) Lyrics
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I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bonkers
I been working on my jumper
I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bunkers
I been working on my jumper
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
Hello?
My iPhone keep on jumpin'
I'm in the kitchen workin' this microwave
Like a oven, whippin' yummies
I keep them Debbie cakes for them junkies
Your trap be closed like Chick-fil-A
I'm open on a Sunday
Got collard greens and yams
Pinto beans and tater salad
Drippin' cranberry sauce
Pockets stuffed like turkey dressing
Slapwood full of dog shit
As soon as I light it, you can smell it
Choke when I inhale it
I'm coughin' like I need my medicine
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
Ayy, keep lookin', is it cause the dope that I sold
Is it cause the sauce on my clothes
Tell that hoe to take a picture
I'm lookin' like a boss and I know
I be flexin' and finessin these hoes
And I'm in the kitchen cookin'
Using every eye on the stove
And I got the microwave on
Got packs in the freezer
The scale weighin' up by the zone
And I got the plug on the phone
Said we gotta get it gone
Nigga, we'll bring it to your home
Break it down, gas, tryna stuff it in the cone
Rollin' in my lab, bout to smoke it on my own
I'ma smoke this bitch to the dome
Yeah, gotta get the bags gone, nigga, right away
All these birds runnin' in, gotta fly straight
Now I'ma show you how to make them migrate
First you gotta make the dope jump out the microwave
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bonkers
I been working on my jumper
I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bonkers
I been working on my jumper
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English

I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bonkers
I been working on my jumper
I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bunkers
I been working on my jumper
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
Hello?
My iPhone keep on jumpin'
I'm in the kitchen workin' this microwave
Like a oven, whippin' yummies
I keep them Debbie cakes for them junkies
Your trap be closed like Chick-fil-A
I'm open on a Sunday
Got collard greens and yams
Pinto beans and tater salad
Drippin' cranberry sauce
Pockets stuffed like turkey dressing
Slapwood full of dog shit
As soon as I light it, you can smell it
Choke when I inhale it
I'm coughin' like I need my medicine
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
Ayy, keep lookin', is it cause the dope that I sold
Is it cause the sauce on my clothes
Tell that hoe to take a picture
I'm lookin' like a boss and I know
I be flexin' and finessin these hoes
And I'm in the kitchen cookin'
Using every eye on the stove
And I got the microwave on
Got packs in the freezer
The scale weighin' up by the zone
And I got the plug on the phone
Said we gotta get it gone
Nigga, we'll bring it to your home
Break it down, gas, tryna stuff it in the cone
Rollin' in my lab, bout to smoke it on my own
I'ma smoke this bitch to the dome
Yeah, gotta get the bags gone, nigga, right away
All these birds runnin' in, gotta fly straight
Now I'ma show you how to make them migrate
First you gotta make the dope jump out the microwave
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, cellphone goin' off
My cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
My microwave goin' off
My microwave goin' off, my cellphone goin' off
I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bonkers
I been working on my jumper
I put the dope in the microwave
Now my cellphone doin' numbers
And my trap goin' bonkers
I been working on my jumper
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Writer: Kusrten Townsend, Jeremy Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Jaye Dolla - Microwave (feat. Pharaoh G) Video
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Performed By: Jaye Dolla
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Kusrten Townsend, Jeremy Smith

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