This is a song about "Sherry can cook"

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

To quick, show 'em to tha cook, hearion' them sayin'

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

She even said she can cook!

She got that good good

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,