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Let Him Cook Video (MV)




Performed By: Kizuri
Language: English
Written by: Jonathan Hempstead
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Kizuri - Let Him Cook Lyrics




Look what I got
Another new plot
Too many moves to stop
Back up and leave me alone
Close that door
Please gas me up
Fuel my jet
Then pay me on Zelle or make a bet

'Cause
Baby
You gotta let him cook
You have to let him

Look
All I'm tryna do is experiment as part of the process
And baby
I promise that one day it's gonna be worth it
My vision is so different that
I can see the matrix like it's in the third person

I'm just chillin' with my dogs
Choppin' onions real slow
No one has to know
Let's keep it on the low
I can't give the sauce with no recipe card
If that sounds bizarre
I'll get back to work
Just hold on
Hold on

Gotta let me cook
Baby
(You gotta let him cook)
Sound like Vlone Thugger
When I walk or when I talk or?
Okay
Maybe not
But I guarantee you it's gonna be greatness
Haha
(You gotta let him)
You have to let him cook
Please

Wait
I ain't even make the hook yet
I just been in the lab
Call me Dexter; I ain't even met the butcher yet
I'm the coldest in the North (Of the North)
And I'm comin' for the South (And the South)
Like I get the oven at high heat; 425 degrees Fahrenheit
Toss it in
Game over


Hold on
Gotta let him cook
Baby
(You gotta let him cook)
Sound like
The black Michael Cera at Seara's or maybe? Oh
Nah
Let me think
Let me think
Um
He said it best himself
Just listen
(You gotta let him)
Let the vertices unite
Hold on
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English

Look what I got
Another new plot
Too many moves to stop
Back up and leave me alone
Close that door
Please gas me up
Fuel my jet
Then pay me on Zelle or make a bet

'Cause
Baby
You gotta let him cook
You have to let him

Look
All I'm tryna do is experiment as part of the process
And baby
I promise that one day it's gonna be worth it
My vision is so different that
I can see the matrix like it's in the third person

I'm just chillin' with my dogs
Choppin' onions real slow
No one has to know
Let's keep it on the low
I can't give the sauce with no recipe card
If that sounds bizarre
I'll get back to work
Just hold on
Hold on

Gotta let me cook
Baby
(You gotta let him cook)
Sound like Vlone Thugger
When I walk or when I talk or?
Okay
Maybe not
But I guarantee you it's gonna be greatness
Haha
(You gotta let him)
You have to let him cook
Please

Wait
I ain't even make the hook yet
I just been in the lab
Call me Dexter; I ain't even met the butcher yet
I'm the coldest in the North (Of the North)
And I'm comin' for the South (And the South)
Like I get the oven at high heat; 425 degrees Fahrenheit
Toss it in
Game over


Hold on
Gotta let him cook
Baby
(You gotta let him cook)
Sound like
The black Michael Cera at Seara's or maybe? Oh
Nah
Let me think
Let me think
Um
He said it best himself
Just listen
(You gotta let him)
Let the vertices unite
Hold on
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Writer: Jonathan Hempstead
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