Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,
This thing that you could imagine
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,
Yeah, as i walk up to the alter
But she's a good cook and supporter
We was loonie i suppose, you could
Cook a verse send it out hardly a look
And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa
I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano
T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts
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