Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cookup , by - Wale. Song from the album Panamera Lifestyle, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.12.2012
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
Cookup |
| I done came too far to regard me as the regular |
| God gave me the flow, Vuitton helped me accessorize |
| Straight off the block with it stepping out that Chevrolet |
| Cooking up over base |
| Move like I’m walking with an open case |
| Pockets swoll like I just cracked a safe |
| Hear these critics talking now, when I see’em open face |
| Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war |
| Billy-club chainsaw, I’m coming through their front door |
| They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down |
| My tent say hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down |
| All I see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style |
| I’m sending one warning shot then I’m taking buildings down |
| MMG in the building now, these words we building out |
| What we hurting feelings now? |
| They say they want us underground |
| I’m just bringing ITM mainstream, ain’t that what we started for? |
| To get ourselves up out that dream, no I’s in team |
| But everybody’s self-made carved their own names |
| And we did it our way, Blue Collar Gang all day |
| Until my flesh hardened so pardon |
| What you might’ve thought the vision still clear |
| Different chef, same pot bruh, not Guyanese but. |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I said believe in your dreams |
| We self-made but never is an I on the team |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| Board of administration, yeah we here to stay |
| Checkerd flag, DMV BOA |
| Enemy of the state and their will is overrated |
| So many mouths to feed, my intuition I made it |
| Keep safe, don’t keep it a secret, shout out to Vicky |
| You know when I stroke I’m telling my nigga Slicky |
| Checkmate, at y’all pace y’all must got a lean diet |
| Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets |
| School of the hard knocks with some British knights |
| How I go from that to Cabernet on first-class flights? |
| Yeah, did you believe us? |
| You a pessimist |
| Now these bitches hit a nigga’s phone for some S&M |
| They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing |
| Cause when I win this shit free they think I’m Oprah’s cousin |
| Win free, I don’t think y’all get me |
| If you keep running your mouth that’s where my dick’ll be |
| Keanu Reeves, they tell me I’m the one |
| Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I said believe in your dreams |
| We self-made but never is an I on the team |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| Board of administration, yeah we here to stay |
| Checkerd flag, DMV BOA |
| Straight up fuck all y’all nigga’s talking about that nigga changed shit |
| As my name get bigger this game get different |
| Hip-hop for life and fellatio from the wife of anybody who don’t like it |
| Wale bitch! |
| To regard me as the regular, God gave me the flow but Vuitton helped me |
| accessorize |
| Self-awarding, negligence of the less important |
| And trying to fuck with the flow is like trying to fuck a Mormon |
| Bitch my message is morbid so my bars is fat |
| And your problems is little when your bras is fat |
| Ferragamo im lighting and a nigga card swiping |
| Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing |
| I ain’t tripping, nigga’s say that I’m pessimistic |
| But since Whitley Gilbert and Jada Pinkett my world been different |
| These hoes thuggin, these nigga’s bitches don’t know the difference |
| Nigga’s ain’t family guys, these nigga’s cold simpsons |
| Yellow bellies, im LOL’n smoking arrello |
| Over Patron with Michael Kaj, Rich and Meneli |
| Let my bitch in the club, got your bitch in the telly |
| Now that bitch in my Jag, think I’m Tony Boselli |
| And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga’s is friendly |
| But I’m a grown-ass man, you nigga’s is telly |
| Uh, kid shit, BOA shit nigga deal wit it |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I said believe in your dreams |
| We self-made but never is an I on the team |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) |
| Board of administration, yeah we here to stay |
| Checkerd flag, DMV BOA |