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OG Pablo - The Cook Up Lyrics



OG Pablo - The Cook Up Lyrics




Ain't have a pot to piss in, instead I smoke the pot
Then the song pops and everybody listens
Boy I'm on a mission, drink it while it's hot

When it's hot, yeah you know the boys stay up in the kitchen
Man my palms itchy, better give me my cut
I cut you, then I leave a nigga flippin' stitching
Been about my business, but I cut my niggas in

So you know a niggas whole team stay winnin
Grindin' grindin' blocks, spreadin' rumors
I know niggas put it in the sock, to kuphoka
Busy makin' circles and some plots for the moola

Catch me in the 4 with the squad, getting boozed up
Let me talk my shit, inside a 535
Spinnin' nigga and we gassed up, roll a pop like feecho
We the last of the dying breed, and thats word to P Ball

Many are prayin', that we fall cuz they aint ,the same
As we are, haha, we the dopest alive
I'm not capping, straight out Msotra, as we come to you live
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga

Re batla chelete
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Re batla chelete
Nyuku
Ungazi zeli ngeyikelem sbale

Uh
A million bucks, million, million bucks
Di meter nja , a million bucks

Gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter, a million bucks
Gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja , a million bucks

Gotta have a million, million bucks
I'm takin' heads off, when the scope is on
They finna know everything like iscope sonke
I'ma feed them niggas and my word is bond

I've been broke and now I'm ready, Lord
Hustled my whole life, and you know that, know that
Sippin' dirty, just to ', zone in
Mention there's a blunt that I'm blowin

Catch me, catch me in the four with my brodie
OG comin' live, comin' Msotra, Msotra
Niggas hatin', Ba nomona
We Elevatin' bazo sibhona

Elevate, elevate, elevate
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Re batla chelete
Chelete

My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Re batla chelete
Nyuku
Ungazi zeli ngeyikelem

A million bucks, a million, million bucks
Di meter nja !
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja !

A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja !
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
A million bucks, a million, million bucks

A million bucks, a million, million bucks
Di meter nja!
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja!

A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja!
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
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Ain't have a pot to piss in, instead I smoke the pot
Then the song pops and everybody listens
Boy I'm on a mission, drink it while it's hot

When it's hot, yeah you know the boys stay up in the kitchen
Man my palms itchy, better give me my cut
I cut you, then I leave a nigga flippin' stitching
Been about my business, but I cut my niggas in

So you know a niggas whole team stay winnin
Grindin' grindin' blocks, spreadin' rumors
I know niggas put it in the sock, to kuphoka
Busy makin' circles and some plots for the moola

Catch me in the 4 with the squad, getting boozed up
Let me talk my shit, inside a 535
Spinnin' nigga and we gassed up, roll a pop like feecho
We the last of the dying breed, and thats word to P Ball

Many are prayin', that we fall cuz they aint ,the same
As we are, haha, we the dopest alive
I'm not capping, straight out Msotra, as we come to you live
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga

Re batla chelete
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Re batla chelete
Nyuku
Ungazi zeli ngeyikelem sbale

Uh
A million bucks, million, million bucks
Di meter nja , a million bucks

Gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter, a million bucks
Gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja , a million bucks

Gotta have a million, million bucks
I'm takin' heads off, when the scope is on
They finna know everything like iscope sonke
I'ma feed them niggas and my word is bond

I've been broke and now I'm ready, Lord
Hustled my whole life, and you know that, know that
Sippin' dirty, just to ', zone in
Mention there's a blunt that I'm blowin

Catch me, catch me in the four with my brodie
OG comin' live, comin' Msotra, Msotra
Niggas hatin', Ba nomona
We Elevatin' bazo sibhona

Elevate, elevate, elevate
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Re batla chelete
Chelete

My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Re batla chelete
Nyuku
Ungazi zeli ngeyikelem

A million bucks, a million, million bucks
Di meter nja !
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja !

A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja !
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
A million bucks, a million, million bucks

A million bucks, a million, million bucks
Di meter nja!
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja!

A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
Di meter nja!
A million bucks, gotta have a million, million bucks
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Writer: Kabelo Ratshefola
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: OG Pablo
Language: English
Length: 3:58
Written by: Kabelo Ratshefola

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