Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cook Jug, artist - Waka Flocka Flame. Date of issue: 02.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cook Jug |
| I be turnt up the worst way with these hoes |
| Can’t wait til that touch down on the ground |
| Ball five, part mix and ten stones |
| I don’t want no part bitches, hard wood flows |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Ball, ball, ball, ball, |
| I be turnt up the worst way catch me in the trap |
| Riding one deep solo with that pistol in my lap |
| On I-75 that’s the bottom of the map |
| I’m from Clayton County Riverdale where niggas love to trap |
| Man them youngins off the molly shootin' at the police |
| I’mma pour this fucking liquor for the dead homies |
| Man I blow, how you know this shit is bugging that’s a fact |
| I got money habits automatics all around me |
| You know you really gettin' money |
| If you cook your own keys |
| I don’t fuck with lames pussy, snitches or the police |
| Squad! |
| I be turnt up the worst way with these hoes |
| Can’t wait til that touch down on the ground |
| Ball five, part mix and ten stones |
| I don’t want no part bitches, hard wood flows |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Clayton County on lock like it should, nigga |
| Scooter, |
| Cookin' while I’m countin' got a jug on expressway |
| Two hundred thousand dollar play been on the way since yesterday |
| He like his dope cooked dog cause he can’t even cook me in |
| And I whip it three different ways |
| Million dollar risk game. |
| My risk bought this gold chain |
| Drive with water, we’ll shake the pie cook game |
| Lot of old heads still cooking out the microwaves |
| We got our own dope |
| Black legal stretchin' everythang |
| Click going flocka flame, ain’t juging with the dirt game |
| Cook jug in everything, prices an' whole thang |
| Stay calm, free band |
| I be turnt up the worst way with these hoes |
| Can’t wait til that touch down on the ground |
| Ball five, part mix and ten stones |
| I don’t want no part bitches, hard wood flows |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |
| Cook jug, cook jug, cook jug, nigga |