chief keef - cook lyrics
[intro]
sosa baby, g.b.e baby
[chorus]
cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
[verse 1]
in the amg, lookin’ like i cook dope
since i’m a f-cking pimp, i’ma need a good hoe
catch your -ss lackin’, give your -ss some good smoke
the b-tch up in this foreign will give your -ss some good throat
the b-tch up in the trap will give your -ss a good pack
the shooter ridin’ with me get your -ss in a bag
beef ain’t really nothin’, nah, really it’s a snack
before i made it here, i was runnin’ through the packs
runnin’ thru the racks up in saks, it’s a fact
to ride presidential, i done blacked out the ‘lac
put the rover up and i done backed out the back
told ’em send the fiends to the back house for crack
i hop up out the whip, look like i sell controlled substances
when she see the ice, i bet i leave the b-tch like, ”oh, sh-t!”
lookin’ like the plug, ’cause i’m really on my boss sh-t
trapper on my lap, just in case i have to bust sh-t
[chorus]
cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
[verse 2]
got a hundred bags, served all dimes
got a thousand more of those, call the line
snowman, i want seventeen fives
why a dealership tellin’ me lies?
told me that my trunk was up in the front
but it’s in the back, b-tches think it’s summer
slide the van doors, beat a n-gg- drum
i promise you won’t even see a n-gg- comin’
’cause i move like obama, probably f-cked your mama
saw a bad b-tch walkin’, she want me to run up
she saw the falcon stripes down the middle of the foreign
saw the fire out the pipes then ii knew that b-tch was goin’
don’t make me hit your college, f-ck your b-tch up in your dorm
i don’t even know her, too many b-tches in my phone
let me cut this marvin on, that mean we can get it on
you know b-tches love dope, that’s why they can’t leave me ‘lone
[chorus]
cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
it look like i cook dope
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