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Sarma - Cook It Lyrics



Sarma - Cook It Lyrics




[ Featuring Jo$hua ]

Back out on my streets yea on my own
Bitches always want me they don't got my cell phone
Two faced snakes looking liked they clones
Pull up to the crib and she ain't got no pants on
Brown Iverson yea no post Malone
We going so high all the way to the ozone
I got my gang with me so I'm not alone
Yea we them type of boys should have know

And we cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They see me and they book it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
Hate me cause I took it

I'm always out here starting shit
New girl with me she bought some shit
They don't know me cause I'm too ominous
I think we mean the same thing we like homonyms
I'm getting all that bread so I'm feasting
All my money it's gon keep increasing
Shut the f*ck boy what are you speaking
Imma make her so wet she be like the deep end
We vibing out here cause I got my boys with me
We mixing shit out here cause we destroy this beat
I know y'all feel me you enjoy this heat
It's gon take a little more we don't employ for free

They be on me when I step in
They talk about me like I'm a legend
Last girl yea call her sloppy seconds
No I do not plan on going to heaven
Bitches want me cause I'm off that new flow
Bets on me but it's the same throw
Get f*cked up and I still wanna go
Cause that's that mentality yea you already know
Yea I'm winning
Other dudes flipping
It's just me and you, it's 2 times two, and you just tryna fit in
Why this shit be so uplifting
In case you didn't know I'm the ones that's different
Never go to sleep I'm not a dead man
We dropping shit there ain't a lotta red man
Compliments start going to their head man
Sarma is the name that's what I said man

Back out on my streets yea on my own
Bitches always want me they don't got my cell phone
Two faced snakes looking liked they clones
Pull up to the crib and she ain't got no pants on
Brown Iverson yea no post Malone
We going so high all the way to the ozone
I got my gang with me so I'm not alone
Yea we them type of boys should have know

And we cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They see me and they book it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
Hate me cause I took it

We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They see me and they book it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They love me cause I do it
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Back out on my streets yea on my own
Bitches always want me they don't got my cell phone
Two faced snakes looking liked they clones
Pull up to the crib and she ain't got no pants on
Brown Iverson yea no post Malone
We going so high all the way to the ozone
I got my gang with me so I'm not alone
Yea we them type of boys should have know

And we cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They see me and they book it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
Hate me cause I took it

I'm always out here starting shit
New girl with me she bought some shit
They don't know me cause I'm too ominous
I think we mean the same thing we like homonyms
I'm getting all that bread so I'm feasting
All my money it's gon keep increasing
Shut the f*ck boy what are you speaking
Imma make her so wet she be like the deep end
We vibing out here cause I got my boys with me
We mixing shit out here cause we destroy this beat
I know y'all feel me you enjoy this heat
It's gon take a little more we don't employ for free

They be on me when I step in
They talk about me like I'm a legend
Last girl yea call her sloppy seconds
No I do not plan on going to heaven
Bitches want me cause I'm off that new flow
Bets on me but it's the same throw
Get f*cked up and I still wanna go
Cause that's that mentality yea you already know
Yea I'm winning
Other dudes flipping
It's just me and you, it's 2 times two, and you just tryna fit in
Why this shit be so uplifting
In case you didn't know I'm the ones that's different
Never go to sleep I'm not a dead man
We dropping shit there ain't a lotta red man
Compliments start going to their head man
Sarma is the name that's what I said man

Back out on my streets yea on my own
Bitches always want me they don't got my cell phone
Two faced snakes looking liked they clones
Pull up to the crib and she ain't got no pants on
Brown Iverson yea no post Malone
We going so high all the way to the ozone
I got my gang with me so I'm not alone
Yea we them type of boys should have know

And we cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They see me and they book it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
Hate me cause I took it

We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They see me and they book it
We cook it
We cook it
We cook it
They love me cause I do it
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Writer: Arune Sarma
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Performed By: Sarma
Featuring: Jo$hua
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Arune Sarma

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