We will cook you up and eat,
More money that mean less sleep
No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit
You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it
But she's a good cook and supporter
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,
It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim
See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him
Now cook me a meal, gordon
Bet i get like 8 of them
Back down, before i cook you like rice.
Never really been into the ice
Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.
Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and
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