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Medellin - Cook Up Lyrics



Medellin - Cook Up Lyrics
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This cook up this that cook up had to fresh it up
She feelin on my shirt and love that texture uhhh
She love that I'm professor that's finnese her uhh
I got my shit on lock don't have to question her
I f*cked yo bitch and nigga I ain't have to lecture her
See I just wanted top I ain't wanna mess wit her
She stay up on my dick cuz how I'm blessin her
I'll break yo bitch until it ain't no flex or her
I'm on a get money mission
I'ma just keep it tradition
You gone respect the ambition
Business is business send the inquisition
Nigga ain't f*ck wit detention
Ima secure my position
I'm gritting I'm off the ignition
Hemi living nigga Henny sippin
Too fire no ammunition
These nigga lookin meek malnutrition
Can't nobody save you you gone need a magician
Come through I leave a demolition
I'm really feeling my intuition
I'll cut you off like a prohibition
My roots is deep it's hard for additions
I don't just tax shit I just be charging commission
This cook up this that cook up had to fresh it up
Feelin on my shirt and love that texture uhhh
She love that I'm professor that's finnese her uhh
I got my shit on lock don't have to question her
I f*cked yo bitch and nigga I ain't have to lecture her
See I just wanted top I ain't wanna mess wit her
She stay up on my dick cuz how I'm blessin her
I'll break yo bitch until it ain't no flex or her
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English

This cook up this that cook up had to fresh it up
She feelin on my shirt and love that texture uhhh
She love that I'm professor that's finnese her uhh
I got my shit on lock don't have to question her
I f*cked yo bitch and nigga I ain't have to lecture her
See I just wanted top I ain't wanna mess wit her
She stay up on my dick cuz how I'm blessin her
I'll break yo bitch until it ain't no flex or her
I'm on a get money mission
I'ma just keep it tradition
You gone respect the ambition
Business is business send the inquisition
Nigga ain't f*ck wit detention
Ima secure my position
I'm gritting I'm off the ignition
Hemi living nigga Henny sippin
Too fire no ammunition
These nigga lookin meek malnutrition
Can't nobody save you you gone need a magician
Come through I leave a demolition
I'm really feeling my intuition
I'll cut you off like a prohibition
My roots is deep it's hard for additions
I don't just tax shit I just be charging commission
This cook up this that cook up had to fresh it up
Feelin on my shirt and love that texture uhhh
She love that I'm professor that's finnese her uhh
I got my shit on lock don't have to question her
I f*cked yo bitch and nigga I ain't have to lecture her
See I just wanted top I ain't wanna mess wit her
She stay up on my dick cuz how I'm blessin her
I'll break yo bitch until it ain't no flex or her
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Writer: Cedric Morrison
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Performed By: Medellin
Language: English
Length: 1:30
Written by: Cedric Morrison

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