This is a song about "Cook"

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Atl was tipping them

Now cook me a meal, gordon

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,