Now cook me a meal, gordon
Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,
Cook a verse send it out hardly a look
Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took
Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though
I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew
Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes
Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,
You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it
Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit
Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,
And you believe when a rapper wan' be one
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