INTRO


Verse 1:
I'm gettin' busy makin' biscuits, Droppin' batter on the pan
Ladies say they loves 'em. They say, "You're the man!"

When it comes to slangin' flour, I straight steal the show.
"Why you do it, BG?" 'Cuz I knead the dough


CHORUS x2: The BG Who? I'm the sticky dough baker. The BG What? I'm the fresh biscuit maker.

Verse 2:

Roll a double-handle pin. I'm so fancy, huh?
I'm out my buttermilkin' mind, I'm just bakin', bruh.
They come out so fresh 'cuz I bake 'em from scratch.

Women love my fluffy biscuits 'cuz they want the hot batch.

CHORUS x2: The BG Who? I'm the sticky dough baker. The BG What? I'm the fresh biscuit maker.


Verse 3:
When I'm makin' my biscuits, get paid by the hour.

When I date a girl, I always bring her flour.
Like my stacks I watch them rise while the yeast takes effect.
Got mad bakin' skills when I cash the check.


CHORUS x2: The BG Who? I'm the sticky dough baker. The BG What? I'm the fresh biscuit maker.


DANCE INTRO: (Alright, y'all... I'm about to break this song down for you. You ready to dance? Come on! Let's go!)

DANCE LYRICS x2:


(step 1)
To do the biscuit dance, you gotta knead that batter. That's the first step. Double time, it don't matter.


(step 2)
Now we're movin' on, time for rollin' that dough. That's the second step. Keep on feelin' that flow.


(step 3)
When it's nice and flat, cut them biscuits out the spread. That's the third step. Nice and thick, cathead

(alt. 2nd: Nice and flat...)

(step 4)

When you got 'em cut, gotta put 'em on the pan. That's the last step. Be the biscuit maker man.
(alt. 2nd: Then you gotta cut 'em...)


OUTRO