Migos - Cook It Up lyrics

Everywhere I go
I'mma put on a show, you know I gotta turn up
(got to) i just left the plug
Got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk
Yeah I got halves, got zips, got cuties
Got pounds nigga tell me what you want
In the kitchen with a pyrex pot
Turn it up a notch
Now I'm bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
Got them chickens and them pigeons
Bout to cook it up bout to cook it up, got
Them Falcons and them Ravens
Bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
Catch me whipping up them babies
Bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
And I'm whipping like it's slavery
Bout to cook it up

I whip it like slavery
My trap full of babies lil mama she hate me
She say that I'm changing
I tell her I made it
The only thing changing the money I'm making
And the pamper on these babies
I'm whipping and whipping
These pigeons and chickens
These birds they flying from city to city
I'm pouring up Actavis, dranking and sipping
The color is purple, I'm drinking on Ceely
The Bentley, the Benjis
These bitches they sucking like babies
On the nip of them titties
Like VIC get silly
You talking bout 100 band juugs
Young nigga you know that I'm with it
I pull up, I'm serving your city
I'm serving ODs, I got it from Mickey

Everywhere I go, I'mma put on a show
You know I gotta turn up
I just left the plug
Got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk
Yeah I got halves, got zips
Got cuties, got pounds
Nigga tell me what you want
In the kitchen with a pyrex pot
Turn it up a notch
Now I'm bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
Got them chickens and them pigeons
Bout to cook it up bout to cook it up, got
Them Falcons and them Ravens
Bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
Catch me whipping up them babies
Bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
And I'm whipping like it's slavery
Bout to cook it up

I'm cooking and whipping up pies
With no eyes
I'm cooking them burgers and fries
I'm a master in disguise
Mama she told me I'm wise
Looking at Benjamin Frank in his eyes
I'm taking the plug to Hawaii
I'm chopping on bricks circumcised
My bitch, she came from Dubai
She got that good brain like Devry
I'm smoking and leaning and driving
I hope I don't get DUI
Watch out for the snake and the lies
I'm trapping and whipping cream pies
My wrists is like water come dive
The streets is a jungle you gotta survive

Everywhere I go, I'mma put on a show
You know I gotta turn up
I just left the plug
Got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk
Yeah I got halves, got zips
Got cuties, got pounds
Nigga tell me what you want
In the kitchen with a pyrex pot
Turn it up a notch
Now I'm bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
Got them chickens and them pigeons
Bout to cook it up bout to cook it up, got
Them Falcons and them Ravens
Bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
Catch me whipping up them babies
Bout to cook it up
Bout to cook it up, bout to cook it up
And I'm whipping like it's slavery
Bout to cook it up