My Girl Cookin'
My girl cookin
In the kitchen
With no panties on
Just a see thru shirt
So I can see the nips Mmm
My girl cookin
In the kitchen
With no panties on
Just a see thru shirt
So I can see the nips Mmmm
Such a site to see
Whipping up chicken
Mac and cheese
Greens Collard
Biscuits in the oven
Can't forget the
Peach cobbler
When she put them
Biscuits in
All I can see is
Cakes n lips my friends
Eyes on froze as I
Roll another fat bitch again
The smell from the aroma
I could tell
She cooking magic damn
While I compose
To my boy
BOYD instrumental
In the background blastin
Bringing the beat heat
With this
Rappin From my mental
As I see the love passion
That's what I live for
I don't need to ask it
It just comes
With an attachment
I ain't Bragging but
My girl cookin
In the kitchen
With no panties on
Just a see thru shirt
So I can see the nips Mmm
She told me
You always on
Your music tip
Why don't
You settle down
And relax
For a little bit
Feel up on these hips
Kiss up on these lips
Touch up on these tits
We ain't sex in a while
I know you
Miss my freakiness
Why don't we get
A little bit intimate
Don't act like you
Been missing this
Seems like you have
A lot up in mind
Let me ease it real quick
The food will be ready in 30 mins
For the mean time
You can hit this
Want me to bend over
Touch me toes
While you hit it
Slapping n gripping
Up on my ass
I ain't tripping
Come over her boy
Let me show you
What you
Been missing
Come over here
Come and get this
In the kitchen
With no panties on
Just a see thru shirt
So I can see the nips Mmm
My girl cookin
In the kitchen
With no panties on
Just a see thru shirt
So I can see the nips Mmmm
Such a site to see
Whipping up chicken
Mac and cheese
Greens Collard
Biscuits in the oven
Can't forget the
Peach cobbler
When she put them
Biscuits in
All I can see is
Cakes n lips my friends
Eyes on froze as I
Roll another fat bitch again
The smell from the aroma
I could tell
She cooking magic damn
While I compose
To my boy
BOYD instrumental
In the background blastin
Bringing the beat heat
With this
Rappin From my mental
As I see the love passion
That's what I live for
I don't need to ask it
It just comes
With an attachment
I ain't Bragging but
My girl cookin
In the kitchen
With no panties on
Just a see thru shirt
So I can see the nips Mmm
She told me
You always on
Your music tip
Why don't
You settle down
And relax
For a little bit
Feel up on these hips
Kiss up on these lips
Touch up on these tits
We ain't sex in a while
I know you
Miss my freakiness
Why don't we get
A little bit intimate
Don't act like you
Been missing this
Seems like you have
A lot up in mind
Let me ease it real quick
The food will be ready in 30 mins
For the mean time
You can hit this
Want me to bend over
Touch me toes
While you hit it
Slapping n gripping
Up on my ass
I ain't tripping
Come over her boy
Let me show you
What you
Been missing
Come over here
Come and get this
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Walker Iii.
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