It cook up imagination to generations of our nation
Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation
Then your prolly on water
But she's a good cook and supporter
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
Me and my microphone could be one
Now cook me a meal, gordon
Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts
Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,
It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit
Then all i really want is for her to go down low
I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano
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