Lady Lisha - Cookin' (Intro) Lyrics

Yup Lisha
Welcome to my world
Where I rip shit
Yeah it's Lisha on the scene wit' a new flip
Gonna bring it to you I got some new tricks
Bar you to death, take you on a field trip
Going bonkers on this beat cause I'm super hype
But if the jet don't pick me up taking the first flight
I stay cookin' so I'm serving that steak and rice
Audio Trap boutta be lit, like it's vegas lights
Since I'm a lady gotta keep it at a minimum
But if you cross that line man, I'm sending em'
About ten of them
Something to quench ya thirst
Open a nigga wit' the flavor, like a starburst
No Maxwell, but I'm giving you the women's work
No pun intended, gotta preach
I'm taking you to church
So have a seat as I teach you on some school shit
Yeah, I'm the best it's nothing less on some crew shit
Me and the fam on the set, no Brady
See I'm a lady, nothing shady, gotta pay me
Cause I spit that crack, I'm never lazy
Got me cleaning up dish, like I'm a maid see
Cut from a different cloth, the talent in my blood
No nut professing but feel free to us Buddy Love
Come from a long line of rappers, act like you don't know
Got that fire on display like a magic show
Never tired I'm just sick, no runny nose
I'm just tired of all the fakes, time to get exposed
If you feel like I'm not real then what do you propose?
Don't take advice from a person who gotta tip toe, we cookin'