Mystery Lady

Oui, chee
Someone fetch my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
Someone fetch my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
Studying abroad, abroad, abroad, oh, abroad
Studying abroad, abroad, abroad, abroad, ay

Thinking I could make these many songs 'bout a lady
When I haven't met her
But she on me heavy on my cerebellum
If I say I love her, am I wrong?
Am I crazy? Am I overzealous?
But I know the feeling and I'm never wrong
Swear that I've been gifted with a song and a medley
It's intoxicating
It weigh on you heavy like the alcohol
We can do like anything you want, I'm amazing

Thinking I could make these many songs about
My lady she be having me up and down
I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous
But I keep it tugging like it's Makavelli
Ring, ring, hit my celly (ring)
Remember you went bad on me, I won't forget it
You said you gonna tell on me
No, don't you tell it
In between the sheets, you know I got you yelling

Yelling, yelling, yelling yeah
Someone, gimme a little bit of that
Little bit of that oombop
Scoomblop gimme a little bit of that oombop
Shebilibabapbalabap, let me get a little bit oombop, that oombap
The wet, the wet, the uwi uwi uwi oombop
It's amazing baby

Thinking I could make these many songs, ooh
Say it, say it, say it again like...
Thinking I could make this many songs, ooh
If I say I love her, am I wrong?
Amazing
Am I overzealous?
But I know the villain and I'm never wrong, ay

Someone fetch my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
Hey, you there
Hey, hey, you there
Someone fetch my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook