Cook Up

He love the way I cook up (cook up)
He love the way I cook up (cook up)
He love the way I cook up (cook up)
Hit my line I got the hookup
She selling pussy she a hooker
No she not no looker
Could of took your man but I shook him
Bitch I'm a boss they over booking
Booking booking
All these bitches mad
my watch is froze
I be looking at them
like crusty hoes
Ain't no friend you a fan
I'll fuck your man
ain't no sis Fuck you bitch
talk shit get hit
You silent I can't help it
Drip bitch I'm Melting
This that water fountain squirting
Its a faucet she a hooker
so she toss it
Throwing money I be bossin
Real bitch nigga I be costing
You a hater yea you a faker
No relation got you shaking
Bitches mad I got the bag
Double G
Gucci fitting nice
Look good on me
His is name is Keith
The way he sweating me
Bitch this your man
Come get him please
He love the way I cook up (cook up)
He love the way I cook up (cook up)
He love the way I cook up (cook up)
Hit my line I got the hookup
She selling pussy she a hooker
No she not no looker
Could of took your man but I shook him
Bitch I'm a boss they over booking



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Writer(s): Chelsea Miller
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