shelem - cookin' up lyrics
yung shelem in this…
[verse 1]
said it’s the
tad emphatic rappin addict
rabid havoc, rabbit habit
hoppin, smackin f-ggots
shockin, causin static
rocket, automatic
-liftoff-
problematic
you don’t understand, you don’t get it
if you ain’t a fan, just don’t sweat it
but if you are blow me, i’m gettin hot headed
in da stu, cookin crack, someone got the pot ready
no smokin, no chokin, no token..
(only n-gga at the park tho)
skatin down the ramps back when i was a lame
then i found the game, & became headache with no motrin
so potent, no jokin, so focused
feelin myself, no lotion
flow broken, no more slow motion
the beat is on fire so it’s time to throw c0ke in
[hook]
cookin uuuuuup
i’m in the studio water whippin some dope sh-t
cookin uuuuuup
i got that fire to dry up a whole ocean
[verse 2]
in the
stu, cookin up
no meat & potatoes, but i’m heatin a plate of
beats seasoned straight up in the
booth, cookin up
yayo, sweetened with mayo, eww, it’s lookin like playdough
aye yo
i got that work, i know you need it
girl trippin, i know you heated
just take a hit of this & it’ll change ya whole life no receipt if
try it you’ll love it cause i’m the best, i’m so conceited
i really try to be humble but it’s impossible
cause i’m unstoppable never phased by an obstacle
seein me without a wide grin is all but probable
logically my mouth is on fire
that’s why i love popsicles
huu woah, putrid music the fumes it diffuses sickening
you might hurl, that white girl some good blow
look bro, as far as the hood go
someone tell mama that i went to college & learned how to cook dope
[hook]
[verse 3]
sick, i got flu. hits, i got 2
stephen told me to get em, i said i got you
i started k!llin & my conscience told me not to
but ty told me that my rhymes is tired, so i got to
stickin to my word, i spit hot glue
you peg legged eggheads won’t pop stool
….. why’d you stop man? not cool
just makin sure that last line got through
i’m over heads with the double entendres
i guarantee you never met a subtler monsta
when i make it big, please come see me in concert
if you don’t then i suggest suckin what’s in my boxers
jk, you know how i play aye
funnin sonnin n-ggas gunnin drummin like ak
i’m comin for my payday, they say, mayday
you know i got that oxy for you morons all you need to say is yay yay
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