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lavaa man - grandma's house lyrics

[pre hook]
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
work in the plastic like grandma’s couch/
ugh

[hook]
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
work in the plastic like grandma’s couch/
ugh
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking
i be cooking
ugh

[verse 1]
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
work in the plastic like grandma’s couch/
ugh
i run this like grandma’s house/
either you in or you’re out
it’s like grandma’s house/
it might get hot up in the kitchen/
there’s something on the stove
yeah there’s something in them dishes/
you see that sitting in that pot nigga that ain’t rice/
that shit there just might give me life/
i might not come home until 20 50/
but until they catch a nigga i’m getting busy/
niggas selling dips
like a personal trainer/
give your -ss a whole clip
out of personal anger/

[hook]
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/

[verse 2]
cooking up in my granny’s kitchen
hell nah i ain’t penny pinching/
hell nah i ain’t f-cking slipping
glock 40 with the long extension/
let it off in broad day
bullet holes in the hallway/
granny like what the f-ck
i’m going to kick your -ss out one day/
she be hating on all my friends
she said they ain’t going to be shit/
she said them boys ain’t gonna f-cking ball
they never gonna make the d list/
she was right about most of them
a lot of them niggas so f-cking lame/
they switch up and drop names
hell nah they ain’t in my gang/
i be on some real shit
like my bro bro yaka/
we in the field and we kicking it
like we playing soccer/
her pyrex keep disappearing
she think that it’s my uncle/
but he just keep his mouth shut long as i keep throwing him bundles motherf-cker/
awlll!

[hook]
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/
i be cooking
i be cooking
i be cooking like its gram/
i be cooking like its grandma’s house/

[outro : male voice]
yo nef this is uncle man
my phone was all messed up man
and i want to apologize but i still got you man
when you get this message hit me up man
well aight

- lavaa man lyrics

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