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Oui, chee | Someone fetch my apron | I'm finna cook
Oui, chee Someone fetch my apron I'm finna cook I'm finna cook I'm finna cook Someone fetch my apron I'm finna cook I'm finna cook Studying abroad, abroad, abroad, oh, abroad Studying abroad, abroad, abroad, abroad, ay Thinking I could make these many songs 'bout a lady When I haven't met her But she on me heavy on my cerebellum If I say I love her, am I wrong? Am I crazy? Am I overzealous? But I know the feeling and I'm never wrong Swear that I've been gifted with a song and a medley It's intoxicating It weigh on you heavy like the alcohol We can do like anything you want, I'm amazing Thinking I could make these many songs about My lady she be having me up and down I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous But I keep it tugging like it's Makavelli Ring, ring, hit my celly (ring) Remember you went bad on me, I won't forget it You said you gonna tell on me No, don't you tell it In between the sheets, you know I got you yelling Yelling, yelling, yelling yeah Someone, gimme a little bit of that Little bit of that oombop Scoomblop gimme a little bit of that oombop Shebilibabapbalabap, let me get a little bit oombop, that oombap The wet, the wet, the uwi uwi uwi oombop It's amazing baby Thinking I could make these many songs, ooh Say it, say it, say it again like... Thinking I could make this many songs, ooh If I say I love her, am I wrong? Amazing Am I overzealous? But I know the villain and I'm never wrong, ay Someone fetch my apron I'm finna cook I'm finna cook I'm finna cook Hey, you there Hey, hey, you there Someone fetch my apron I'm finna cook I'm finna cook
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