Cook It Up

Everywhere I go, I'ma plug my show

Yeah, I gotta turn up (Got to)

I just Ieft the plug, got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk

Yeah I got halves, got zips, got cuties

Got pounds, ****, tell me what you want

In the kitchen with a pyrex pot

Turn it up a notch, yeah, I'm 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Got them chickens and them pigeons, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Got them Falcons and them Ravens, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Catch me whipping up them babies, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

And I'm whipping like it's slavery, 'bout to whip it up

I whip it slavery, my trap full of babies

Lil' mama she hate me, she day that I'm changing

I tell her I made it, the only thing changed

Is the money I'm making and the pamper on these babies

I'm whipping and whipping, these pigeons and chickens

These birds they flying from city to city

I'm pouring up Actavis, dranking and sipping

The colour is purple, I'm drinking on Ceely

The Bentley, the Benjis, these bitches they sucking like babies

On the nip of them titties, like VIC get silly

You talking 'bout 100 band jugs, young ****, you know that I'm with it

I pull up, I'm serving your city

I'm serving ODs, I got it from Mickey

Everywhere I go, I'ma plug my show

Yeah, I gotta turn up (Got to)

I just Ieft the plug, got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk

Yeah, I got halves, got zips, got cuties

Got pounds, **** tell me what you want

In the kitchen with a pyrex pot

Turn it up a notch, yeah, I'm 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Got them chickens and them pigeons, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Got them Falcons and them Ravens, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Catch me whipping up them babies, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

And I'm whipping like it's slavery, 'bout to whip it up

I'm cooking and whipping up pies, with no eyes

I'm cooking them burgers and fries

I'm a master in disguise

Mama she told me I'm wise

Looking at Benjamin Frank' in his eyes

I'm taking the plug to Hawaii

I'm chopping on bricks circumcised

My bitch, she came from Dubai

She got that good brain like Devry

I'm smoking and leaning and driving

I hope I don't get DUI

Watch out for the snakes and the lies

I'm trapping and whipping cream pies

My wrists is like water, come dive

The streets is a jungle, you gotta survive

Everywhere I go, I'ma plug my show

Yeah, I gotta turn up (Got to)

I just Ieft the plug, got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk

Yeah I got halves, I got zips, got cuties

Got pounds, ****, tell me what you want

In the kitchen with a pyrex pot

Turn it up a notch, yeah, I'm 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Got them chickens and them pigeons, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Got them Falcons and them Ravens, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

Catch me whipping up them babies, 'bout to cook it up

I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up

And I'm whipping like it's slavery, 'bout to whip it up