Cook It Down - Pusha T Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Cook It Down de Pusha T

Cook It Down est une chanson de Pusha T pour laquelle les paroles ont été ajoutées le 07 mars 2011.

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I went ahead and asked God for forgiveness
So now I'm just asking you to listen
I'm living in a World where my truth can be my lynching
Last words "f-ck you all" feel the ropes tension
I'll never compromise, in it til the powder dries
Best friends drowned in quick sand and help you cowards rise
I floss in their honor, there legacy's in bottles
Make them walk like there 30 years is right around the corner
We was all f-cking Shawna, you and E was f-cking on her
I was jealous when you both said her mouth was like piranha
Yeaugh, spend money like we print money
Buck fifty on the car, that's little dick money
The AC is forever broke, that's vent money
Cocaine snowballed from gambling my rent money
Everyday struggle get money, get the crown for
Always thinking big now they praying for downfall

Say you telling on me
Told them folks bout me
All this coke round me
Like it floats round me
Cook it down, cook it down
You know that I cook it down, cook it down
Every time I come around.
I just bought the house
Put the pent on it
No rent couple hundred cash spent on it

Cook it down, cook it down
You that I cook it down, cook it down
Every time I come around.

Got me loooking at the crown from a birdseye view
Cause I hit the ground running from the birds I flew
No I'm standing at the top from the words I drew
Rap shit'll drive you crazy, it done drove Shine's you
Mazel tov, now I'm hotter than a Molotov
Tell Lyor I need a million for my monologues
I small price for my cocaine catalogue
Scalp the coupe like a tomahawk
Travelodge stories
I pray that you ignore me
If you can't feel the joy off a hustler in his glory
Hiding money in a wall from the first to third story
ATL, Glenridge, condo's true story
A man of everything that I say I am
A little better than the fans, hope and pray I am
We the jokers out the deck and just play my hand
Smokers getting stuck and going nuts
Like it's peter pan


Cook it down, cook it down
You that I cook it down, cook it down
Every time I come around.

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