~~~ Lyrics: ~~~ They call me Doe way im makin' that dough (fire!) Let's break some bread, Nah but we'll knock em dead When it comes to baking, Never know what's shaking We hate one eggs cuz their not a real chef! If you can't take the heat Get out my kitchen! Restaurants hatin' With the recipes I'm snitchin Oh, poor Noli Your cooking's a sin And 666 Hold on, Order up! (Instrumental Break) Step to the plate and you'll be put to the test So go sharpen your blade You'll still be beat like those eggs With all that said I'll still make sure that you're fed Now its the end- YA KNOW, I DON'T THINK YOU HEARD ME THE FIRST TIME!
