Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wake Up & Cook Up, artist - Zaytoven. Album song Trapholizay, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Familiar Territory, Motown Records;
Song language: English
Wake Up & Cook Up |
Yeah |
Trap Holizay |
Migos |
Wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) |
Wake up and cook up (yeah), wake up and cook up (uhh) |
Wake up and cook up (whoa), wake up and cook up (cook up) |
Wake up and cook up (wake up), wake up and cook up (aye) |
Gotta put my fist in that bowl (in that bowl) |
Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles |
You wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) |
Wake up and cook up (aye), wake up and cook up (yeah) |
I got a (What you got Quay?), appointment set up with your bae |
I got a bitch from the Bay, I got a truck out your bay |
She telling me give her a taste, I put that dick on her face |
I put that dick on her face, yeah, like mace |
Pull up and I set up shop, she drinkin' that shit by the shots |
Stunt on the block, same spot, pull up and count up the knots (knots) |
Niggas out here straight pie, if you hangin' with a group of guys |
Better make sure them niggas gon' ride, I pull up like ¿cómo estás? |
None of your traps exist, nigga, sellin' that snort to your bitch, nigga |
That ain’t makin' my dick bigger, count it up and drop it on that fist, nigga |
Look at your unc' with that itch, pop that, a nigga won’t twitch |
Might as well pop at em first 'cause once you press 'em they gon' say, «I ain’t said that shit man» |
Wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) |
Wake up and cook up (yeah), wake up and cook up (uhh) |
Wake up and cook up (whoa), wake up and cook up (cook up) |
Wake up and cook up (wake up), wake up and cook up (aye) |
Gotta put my fist in that bowl (in that bowl) |
Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles |
You wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) |
Wake up and cook up (aye), wake up and cook up (yeah) |
30 rounds and the clip clear, make you and the Draco french kiss |
Can’t stand a dirty-ass kitchen, broke up with my mistress |
Took the fork and I bent it, had a Panamera on Emmitt’s |
and she pretty, steal her heart away like Penny |
Skrrt, yeah, that is the sound, I’m scrapin' the bowl |
Momma depend on me, I ain’t got kids, I gotta make it back home |
One phone call will get you killed, I ain’t even gotta scroll |
Had apartment with no furniture but at least it had a stove |
Turned to whitewater, 'bout to get this splash on |
Other day I walked into Gucci, told them folks that I’m back home |
Got the city on my backbone, black on like sea bone |
Money callin', check the ringtone, Phil Jackson with the rings on |
Yeah |
Wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) |
Wake up and cook up (yeah), wake up and cook up (uhh) |
Wake up and cook up, wake up and cook up (cook up) |
Wake up and cook up (wake up), wake up and cook up (aye) |
Gotta put my fist in that bowl (in that bowl) |
Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles |
You wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) |
Wake up and cook up (aye), wake up and cook up (yeah) |