Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Get yo cook on
Like it's 2011
Based God sent me to heaven
Then he pulled me back me to earth
Gave me the power of creation
And told me to get to work
I been writing staying patient
Put my faith up in the word
But energy around me
Beginning to shift and stir
Negativity approach me
I do the dip and swerve
Not today
Can't you see, I got a smile on my face?
Not today
Dripping in sauce, I think your girl she want a taste
Cook, stir it don't slip
Ask for consent
Then f*ck yo bitch
Cook, stir it don't slip
Ask for consent
Then f*ck yo bitch
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Young Based God
They trying to get sneaky on me
They faking on the beat
But I don't fake when I speak
Do they love me?
Do they really love me?
Or do they wanna hug me?
Do they really wanna hug me?
I been knowing Lil B
And I been knowing the Based God
I came up in the game
Drop-top Bentley
That's like A-Rod
I came up in the game
Drop-top Rolls Royce
It's not my choice
Got the flyest voice
Came in the game like Flexen
All I do is flex shit
Came in the game I'm flexing
Lifting this weight I'm flexing
I need the Excedrin because my head hurt
I swear to God that leg work
Based God, that's how that work
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Mugen Styles - Cooking (feat. Lil B) Lyrics
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Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Get yo cook on
Like it's 2011
Based God sent me to heaven
Then he pulled me back me to earth
Gave me the power of creation
And told me to get to work
I been writing staying patient
Put my faith up in the word
But energy around me
Beginning to shift and stir
Negativity approach me
I do the dip and swerve
Not today
Can't you see, I got a smile on my face?
Not today
Dripping in sauce, I think your girl she want a taste
Cook, stir it don't slip
Ask for consent
Then f*ck yo bitch
Cook, stir it don't slip
Ask for consent
Then f*ck yo bitch
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Young Based God
They trying to get sneaky on me
They faking on the beat
But I don't fake when I speak
Do they love me?
Do they really love me?
Or do they wanna hug me?
Do they really wanna hug me?
I been knowing Lil B
And I been knowing the Based God
I came up in the game
Drop-top Bentley
That's like A-Rod
I came up in the game
Drop-top Rolls Royce
It's not my choice
Got the flyest voice
Came in the game like Flexen
All I do is flex shit
Came in the game I'm flexing
Lifting this weight I'm flexing
I need the Excedrin because my head hurt
I swear to God that leg work
Based God, that's how that work
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Get yo cook on
Like it's 2011
Based God sent me to heaven
Then he pulled me back me to earth
Gave me the power of creation
And told me to get to work
I been writing staying patient
Put my faith up in the word
But energy around me
Beginning to shift and stir
Negativity approach me
I do the dip and swerve
Not today
Can't you see, I got a smile on my face?
Not today
Dripping in sauce, I think your girl she want a taste
Cook, stir it don't slip
Ask for consent
Then f*ck yo bitch
Cook, stir it don't slip
Ask for consent
Then f*ck yo bitch
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Young Based God
They trying to get sneaky on me
They faking on the beat
But I don't fake when I speak
Do they love me?
Do they really love me?
Or do they wanna hug me?
Do they really wanna hug me?
I been knowing Lil B
And I been knowing the Based God
I came up in the game
Drop-top Bentley
That's like A-Rod
I came up in the game
Drop-top Rolls Royce
It's not my choice
Got the flyest voice
Came in the game like Flexen
All I do is flex shit
Came in the game I'm flexing
Lifting this weight I'm flexing
I need the Excedrin because my head hurt
I swear to God that leg work
Based God, that's how that work
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Slipping on your own sauce
Slipping on your own sauce
You act like Lil B
The way you stir the pot
Cooking
Mm, temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Cooking
Temperatures rising
I know you plotting, devising
Writer: Brendan Guidry
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