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"Cook" is a track by Chief Keef, from the album Dedication, released 1st December 2017. Full lyrics are available below.
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[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 fucking pimp, I'ma need a good hoe Catch your ass lackin', give your ass some good smoke The bitch up in this foreign will give your ass some good throat The bitch up in the trap will give your ass a good pack The shooter ridin' with me get your ass 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 bitch like, ''Oh, shit!'' Lookin' like the plug, 'cause I'm really on my boss shit Trapper on my lap, just in case I have to bust shit [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, bitches think it's summer Slide the van doors, beat a nigga drum I promise you won't even see a nigga comin' 'Cause I move like Obama, probably fucked your mama Saw a bad bitch 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 bitch was goin' Don't make me hit your college, fuck your bitch up in your dorm I don't even know her, too many bitches in my phone Let me cut this Marvin on, that mean we can get it on You know bitches 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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