em in the skillet Okay, listen, no no, no no [Incomprehensible] Gimme a little bit of that pepper, pepper Gimme a little bit of that salt, salt Put it in the skillet and cook it, cook
Traduction: Le Temps. Cours de cuisine.
bother me lyrically? In the middle of our last time. My worst verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn. The pen game insane Who you think could bother me lyrically? In the middle of our last time
due time life will expire Cause my guns speak jamaican, they be like "Bloodfire!" Where I'm from, niggas be on some sleak shit They hungry, use they lighters to cook
's up when I cross over? - There ain't no coming back! (c'mon!) Take a hit of this. - This is what I've been cooking Perfect product. - Customer good
there some place special you would like to know Just as long as you don't say no Don't wanna waste your time (I don't wanna waste your time) Sit back
toy box! "Nothing feels better than a good harty-harr, right boys and girls" [Violent J] We got dead bodies everywhere you look All the nerds sitting up front got cooked
Careys tend to hurries in ten places at once plus she can't front just peep how I run mines ma, our time together is our time together, and uh our time apart is our time
off tour, yeah [Jay-Z] I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam So she call me cabron plus marricon Said she likes to cook rice so she likes
I gotta make the song cry I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry [Jay-Z] Good dudes - I know you love me like cooked food Even
sexist but all I want baby is your grits for breakfast Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries and gimme a plate of that pussy on the side Triple x on the set showin no class
on) When the cops didn't find him for grindin' though They kinda blew the vibe, figured it was time to go Plus, he had to at home a long time ago And
sack for the three time losers Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger Ladies and gentleman Bullets will leave you tremblin, shooken up I got my cuban mommy cooking
sack for the three time losers Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger Ladies and gentleman Bullets will leave you tremblin' Shooken up I got my cuban mommy cooking
This Weaky Money Look At Me I Cook For Her Then I Make Her Cook For Me She Make Me Cook Her Lobster Tails I Make Her Go And Cook A Key Catch A Flight First Class
(feat. Meek Mill, Wale) 3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights [Rick Ross] I live by the cold war drove from round the globe
're sexy, love how you show it. Yeah, you're bad, explosive, Go tell 'em bloggers that they could quote me! You got the bomb bomb upon that... Booty class
