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Smörgåsbord - Ancho Chili Lyrics




(Sha baby)
(Leggetit)
(Ay ay ay ay)
(Ooh)
Ay, Murphy, bring that beat in

I'm way too crazy, don't call me lazy
I am for certain, no maybe
Your head is thick just like my lady, woah, uh
I want that honey like Winnie the Pooh
Just call me soon, I'm fly like shoo
Your girl scary, gotta ghost like boo
Hold it together cause I am the glue
I'm so loopy, call me crochet (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like a romcom, don't leave, I'll stay
Clean, Billy Mays, fire I blaze
Where am I going, get me a Waze
I like flannels, get me on the panel
Imma hit a hump, just like camel
I am an animal
Slurp her like Danimal
Call me a cannibal
Elephant, Hannibal
Get me a heater, no double feature
Hot like wife beater, my mom's a teacher
You can't meet her, no
You can't meet her, no

I got the spice
Spice, spice, spice, spice, spice, spice (boy, you got that spice)
I got the spice (spice, spice, spice)
Damn, like who them be
I think they real nice (nice, nice, nice)
Y'all got tons of sauce (ay)
But y'all ain't got no spice
I got the spice
Spice, spice, spice, spice
We got the spice (spice)

My name Gabe, that is true (honesty)
My name Gabe, how bout you (man, how bout you, man, how bout you)
(I don't know, I haven't thought about my name)
But that's N'Korekt to you, mister (Mister N'Korekt)
Or maybe call me bro-in-law cause I'm making out with your sister (goddamn)
Went from Missouri to Louisiana, so I guess you'd say I'm cultured (this is true) (language)
These hoes comin' for me like vultures cause I'm sculpted like a sculpture (I'm beautiful)
You're a dumbass and I'm Red Forman
Hoe, I got all this clout and I got a doorman
I'm tryna save these bitches like The Lorax with the trees (trees)
I walk all over you like a doormat with my feet (feet)
I pop a lotta pills and you know they all prescription
Take 'em by mouth once a day as f*ckin' recommended
Call me Ellen Page or Devo, when I'm in the car, I whip it (ay, ay, ay)
Don't front, I'll cut your head off like a motherf*ckin' gibbet, ay

Wait, what's a gibbet?
It was like, y'know, this type of, like, guillotine devices them bitches used to use back in like-
Then why didn't you just say guillotine?
Uh, well, it didn't, like, fit the rhyme sche

Spice, spice, spice, spice, spice, spice (boy, you got that spice)
I got the spice (spice, spice, spice)
Damn, like who them be
I think they real nice (nice, nice, nice)
Y'all got tons of sauce (sauce)
But y'all ain't got no spice
I got the spice
Spice, spice, spice, spice (who's ready for Elmo?)
We got the spice (spice)

I just be kickin' it, Sesame Street
Abby Cadabby be wantin' my meat
One hoe, two hoes, three hoes, swim (uno, dos, tres, nadar)
Dracula the Count can't keep track of them
Must be a puppet, got a hand up my back
I'm so mad, got a serotonin lack
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh)
Only guy in the group who knows how to ski
Yung Murp and N'Korekt are so embarrassing
Lake time, like bod females love me
They love me more than a big Christmas tree (festive)
I'm big, I'm bad, but mostly I'm short (five-seven)
My mother and my girlfriend both call me a dork
They make fun of me cause of my bright red hair (ginger)
But I make good Mac-N-Cheese and have some to spare

For real, though, like, if you go to a family barbecue, hit me up
I bring that good cheesy good, good good
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(Sha baby)
(Leggetit)
(Ay ay ay ay)
(Ooh)
Ay, Murphy, bring that beat in

I'm way too crazy, don't call me lazy
I am for certain, no maybe
Your head is thick just like my lady, woah, uh
I want that honey like Winnie the Pooh
Just call me soon, I'm fly like shoo
Your girl scary, gotta ghost like boo
Hold it together cause I am the glue
I'm so loopy, call me crochet (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like a romcom, don't leave, I'll stay
Clean, Billy Mays, fire I blaze
Where am I going, get me a Waze
I like flannels, get me on the panel
Imma hit a hump, just like camel
I am an animal
Slurp her like Danimal
Call me a cannibal
Elephant, Hannibal
Get me a heater, no double feature
Hot like wife beater, my mom's a teacher
You can't meet her, no
You can't meet her, no

I got the spice
Spice, spice, spice, spice, spice, spice (boy, you got that spice)
I got the spice (spice, spice, spice)
Damn, like who them be
I think they real nice (nice, nice, nice)
Y'all got tons of sauce (ay)
But y'all ain't got no spice
I got the spice
Spice, spice, spice, spice
We got the spice (spice)

My name Gabe, that is true (honesty)
My name Gabe, how bout you (man, how bout you, man, how bout you)
(I don't know, I haven't thought about my name)
But that's N'Korekt to you, mister (Mister N'Korekt)
Or maybe call me bro-in-law cause I'm making out with your sister (goddamn)
Went from Missouri to Louisiana, so I guess you'd say I'm cultured (this is true) (language)
These hoes comin' for me like vultures cause I'm sculpted like a sculpture (I'm beautiful)
You're a dumbass and I'm Red Forman
Hoe, I got all this clout and I got a doorman
I'm tryna save these bitches like The Lorax with the trees (trees)
I walk all over you like a doormat with my feet (feet)
I pop a lotta pills and you know they all prescription
Take 'em by mouth once a day as f*ckin' recommended
Call me Ellen Page or Devo, when I'm in the car, I whip it (ay, ay, ay)
Don't front, I'll cut your head off like a motherf*ckin' gibbet, ay

Wait, what's a gibbet?
It was like, y'know, this type of, like, guillotine devices them bitches used to use back in like-
Then why didn't you just say guillotine?
Uh, well, it didn't, like, fit the rhyme sche

Spice, spice, spice, spice, spice, spice (boy, you got that spice)
I got the spice (spice, spice, spice)
Damn, like who them be
I think they real nice (nice, nice, nice)
Y'all got tons of sauce (sauce)
But y'all ain't got no spice
I got the spice
Spice, spice, spice, spice (who's ready for Elmo?)
We got the spice (spice)

I just be kickin' it, Sesame Street
Abby Cadabby be wantin' my meat
One hoe, two hoes, three hoes, swim (uno, dos, tres, nadar)
Dracula the Count can't keep track of them
Must be a puppet, got a hand up my back
I'm so mad, got a serotonin lack
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh)
Only guy in the group who knows how to ski
Yung Murp and N'Korekt are so embarrassing
Lake time, like bod females love me
They love me more than a big Christmas tree (festive)
I'm big, I'm bad, but mostly I'm short (five-seven)
My mother and my girlfriend both call me a dork
They make fun of me cause of my bright red hair (ginger)
But I make good Mac-N-Cheese and have some to spare

For real, though, like, if you go to a family barbecue, hit me up
I bring that good cheesy good, good good
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Writer: Gabriel Wright, Henry Murphy, Ryan Decamp
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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