The Cook Up
Wild hungry arms (It's the cook-up)
Wild hungry arms
Give me all the love I need
Let's go
Yeah
Wild
Simpson, yeah, yo, yo (Wild)
I was just a young fella when I saw the older dudes
Getting money on the block
With softball knots
Pitching to the hitters, names got bigger
'Til the lady on the corner hit the cops
Lights on
The roaches scatter
I don't walk the path of your ordinary rapper
I'm loading up the clapper looking dapper
Rings on my bitch slappers
Snow season in your crib with my Nikes on
Why sacrifice when I can sacrifice you?
Like the rat you are amongst pythons
I'm cold blooded, Robin Hood style
My dawg Chance hit a lick
And had the whole crew flooded
Top brass
Bring it to any weight class
Wild and fearless
Scheming whoever should break bad
Watch me operate like a Wayne State grad
With the cook up straight from the lab
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
I was just a young man when I saw the smoky bitches
Getting money off the twat
With golf ball knots
Rolling with the swingers, pockets got greener
'Til the lady on the corner called the cops
Lights on
The roaches scatter
My peoples known to bring it
To the places where you gather
No regard for stature, they'll get at ya
Rings on my chin tappers
Summer season in your crib with my Nikes on
I'm past the hype
So whatever I do
It's a fact I starred amongst icons
You don't cut it
I fathered your style, you ain't advanced
With the shit and now you know who run it
My style
Bringing it 'til we rake cash
Crowd is peerless, meaning whoever we make mad
Can watch me operate like a U. of D. grad
With the cook up straight from the lab
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
That cook up
Wild hungry arms
Give me all the love I need
Let's go
Yeah
Wild
Simpson, yeah, yo, yo (Wild)
I was just a young fella when I saw the older dudes
Getting money on the block
With softball knots
Pitching to the hitters, names got bigger
'Til the lady on the corner hit the cops
Lights on
The roaches scatter
I don't walk the path of your ordinary rapper
I'm loading up the clapper looking dapper
Rings on my bitch slappers
Snow season in your crib with my Nikes on
Why sacrifice when I can sacrifice you?
Like the rat you are amongst pythons
I'm cold blooded, Robin Hood style
My dawg Chance hit a lick
And had the whole crew flooded
Top brass
Bring it to any weight class
Wild and fearless
Scheming whoever should break bad
Watch me operate like a Wayne State grad
With the cook up straight from the lab
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
I was just a young man when I saw the smoky bitches
Getting money off the twat
With golf ball knots
Rolling with the swingers, pockets got greener
'Til the lady on the corner called the cops
Lights on
The roaches scatter
My peoples known to bring it
To the places where you gather
No regard for stature, they'll get at ya
Rings on my chin tappers
Summer season in your crib with my Nikes on
I'm past the hype
So whatever I do
It's a fact I starred amongst icons
You don't cut it
I fathered your style, you ain't advanced
With the shit and now you know who run it
My style
Bringing it 'til we rake cash
Crowd is peerless, meaning whoever we make mad
Can watch me operate like a U. of D. grad
With the cook up straight from the lab
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
It's the cook up
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
Cooking up
That cook up
Credits
Writer(s): Byron Simpson, Erik Vincent Stephens
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