Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday
I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew
My arsenal, makes for an awesome show
Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,
But i'm sorry for the damage i have done
Since nautica was popular than popular for good
This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good
Cook a verse send it out hardly a look
She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it
Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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