The Cookout Lyrics – Saynave

The Cookout Lyrics by Saynave

The Cookout
Hook
Said my whole fam made it to the cookout (we made it)
Smoke a little weed who the lookout (and I oop)

Empty red cup need a rep up (drip drip)
Big plate sittin’ with my feet up (ay ay)
The whole fam made it to the cookout (we made it)
Smoke a little weed who the lookout (and I oop)

Empty red cup need a rep up (drip drip)
Big plate sittin’ with my feet up (ay ay)
Verse 1
The fam run deep and the blood thick

And Pam can’t come she be on that dumb sh#t
Stay late and we out ’til the lights lit
The food ready now march to a drum stick (ow)
Big John greedy with his two plates

Overcooked beef got me with a toothache
Got a aunt blind she don’t see straight
Now I’m someone else I’m a deep fake
Yea I always run with the deep state

Big Mama made sure my teeth straight
We stay apart more in these days
But I’ll let you in I had keys made
Been a long time but it’s all love

And we go back we were bear cubs
All the b#llsh#t got you fed up
Life is a coin flip gotta keep ya head up ooh
Hook

The whole fam made it to the cookout (we made it)
Smoke a little weed who the lookout (and I oop)
Empty red cup need a rep up (drip drip)
Big plate sittin’ with my feet up (ay ay)

The whole fam made it to the cookout (we made it)
Smoke a little weed who the lookout (and I oop)
Empty red cup need a rep up (drip drip)
Big plate sittin’ with my feet up (ay ay)

Bridge 1
When I pull up
They be sipping
Can I join you?

Don’t be trippin’
Yea I’m comin’
Ima make it
I ain’t late yet

Why you hatin’
Verse 2
I got a recipe that was passed down
Been a long time we on new ground

Lttlei cousin came he a class clown
He a young king with a new crown
Everybody got they one
Family member and they act so dumb

99 problems and a b#tch ain’t one
He got like 9 or 10 kids and support not one
Bridge 2
Get down baby, we get down

Get down baby, we get down
Get down baby, we get down
Get down baby, we get down
Uptown baby, for the crown

Get down baby, we get down
Get down baby, we get down
Get down baby, we get around
Hook

Said my whole fam made it to the cookout (we made it)
Smoke a little weed who the lookout (and I oop)
Empty red cup need a rep up (drip drip)
Big plate sittin’ with my feet up (ay ay)

The whole fam made it to the cookout (we made it)
Smoke a little weed who the lookout (and I oop)
Empty red cup need a rep up (drip drip)
Big plate sittin’ with my feet up (ay ay)
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Saynave Lyrics – The Cookout

Saynave

The Cookout