Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered
Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.
This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
The little engine that could, this little nigga is good
Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes
Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious
Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though
I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew
Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,
I wonder why we take from our women
I'm a son of gun
Now cook me a meal, gordon
She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
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