This is a song about "Turkey sandwitch"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?

Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

I'm cold on the cold turkey

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