Cook Up Lyrics – Curren$y

Jets, n#gg#
Jets, ain’t no, yeah
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up

And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up

And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
Miami Vice speed boat racing
Doing this sh#t for real, you n#gg#s is living a simulation mode

I’m in my vacation home, just smoking weed and making songs
Won’t be long, the Jets is coming pressure on
Slightly under the weather phony
, it feel good to just be not y’all

Real b#tches I spot you
Run through your pockets and get it out you
Bring it back to the Jets laughing, telling us all about you
Losers giving me something to rap about, that’s why I thank them

Drive through banking in my Lincoln withdrawing them Franklin’s
I told you where I was going but you ignored my blinker
Food for thought, this a Thanksgiving feast for all the thankers
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up

And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up

And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
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Curren$y Lyrics – Cook Up

Curren$y

Cook Up