Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,
Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket
Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes
So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,
The little engine that could, this little nigga is good
This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best
They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose
Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,
But she's a good cook and supporter
I'm gettin discouraged with her
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