We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Now cook me a meal, gordon
Car seats got screens in them
Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books
Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
She even said she can cook!
My bitches fuck me good
Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur
But she's a good cook and supporter
I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker
I'm gettin discouraged with her
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