It cook up imagination to generations of our nation
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
Jason keaton, i can only imagine
Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,
No hook, fuck a hook
She even said she can cook!
Take her back to where i live
Back down, before i cook you like rice.
This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look
No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
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
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