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She even said she can cook!
I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend
She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best
I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky
No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind
But she's a good cook and supporter
I'm pushing it for the corner
Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition
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