Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cook, artist - Chief Keef.
Date of issue: 30.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cook |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |