Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose
Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,
And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow
I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew
I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker
"contemplate", i wrote about her
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
Look how we going to get out of this cook house
Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts
I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes
Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes
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