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Jordan Cook

Intro (The Cook Kids) Yeah yeah yeah yeah So...I'm eating my scrambled eggs this morning And then I think about it I'm the mayor of the city Yo where

stopping 'til my money is long, So much dough, them hoes will think I'm rocking money cologne. Have a model at the crib waiting, "Honey, I'm home." Cooking

Yo, there ain't no place like home, place like home Ain't no place like home Uh, I feel like Dorothy so I tries it Kicks my heels but my Jordans wouldn

royalties, Down with the King...! [Run] None of y'all really made money Like DJ Run and came the run And played the Garden like Jordan You never

like the Beegees sold And I don't really need a chauffeur, I don't need a maid or a cook Just a vacuum cleaner and coasters And I can cook and clean

in Fuck what you believe in, you real fake Fishin' in the same lake Eatin' off the same cake You blowface Who got that ready cooked, synthetic look

(jordan/walsh) (anglo-pic music co.ltd.) If you've ever been down to new orleans Then you can understand just what I mean All through the week it's as

young nigga what I was laid I hamma dosage [Chorus] [Hell Rell] For that paper snatch you daughter up Cruise pulling Porches up Cam I'm hungry now go head and kick your Air Jordans

Everybody everybody selling coke boy Everybody everybody selling coke boy [Bootleg] Everybody everybody growing up it was broke until we got introduced to the coke bought some ... and some Jordans