Drake - Jimmy cook's | mechanical license

Song Title: JIMMY COOKS

Song Writer: ALBERT GOODMAN,  ANDERSON HERNANDEZ,  AUBREY DRAKE GRAHAM,  BRYTAVIOUS LAKEITH CHAMBERS,  D FORD,  HARRY RAY,  KEV

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Lyric:

Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on

(Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it's on)

Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on

(Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it's on)

Yeah, life

Life is only thing we need

They need me to go, but I don't wanna leave

Rest in peace to Lil Keed

Fuck a pigeonhole, I'm a night owl, this a different mode

I might have to make her paint a 6 on her pinky toe

Heard you with a shooting guard, just let a nigga know

I would have you courtside, not the middle row

All good, love, in a minute, though

I can't stress about no bitch 'cause I'm a timid soul

Plus I'm cookin' up ambition on a kitchen stove

Pot start to bubble, see the suds, that shit good to go

Hoes say I'm suave, but I can't get RICO'd

Bro think he John Wayne, I bought him yellow stones

Love the way they hang, babe, fuck the silicone

Everybody fake now, you could crack the code

Bust down everything, set in rose gold

Dread talkin' to you niggas like I'm J. Cole

I can tell her head good before I even know

Bitch, don't tell me that you model if you ain't been in Vogue

Gotta throw a party for my day ones

They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'

Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'

You don't like the way I talk? Nigga say somethin'

Gotta throw a party for my day ones

Pull up, and you know it's us, the bass jumpin'

You don't like the way I talk? Then say somethin'

Get out my face, nigga

Gotta throw a party for my day ones

They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'

Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'

If I let my nigga 21 tell it, you a pussy

Spin a block twice like it ain't nowhere to park (21)

Smack the backside of his head like he Bart (pussy)

OVO 4L, we come out when it get dark (21, 21)

Big stepper, he came in a Rolls, but he left in a stretcher (21)

Let my brother drive while I shoot, team effort (21)

Askin' all these questions, bitch, you must think you Nadeska

The chopper like to feel on all the opps, it's a molester (21)

I be with my gun like Rozay be with lemon pepper

She wanna hear some Afrobeats 'cause she just popped a Tesla

All that workin' out, that nigga must think he a wrestler

But this ain't UFC, this chopper came with a compressor (21)

This chopper came with a compressor (pussy)

His chopper came with a- (pussy)

This Glock .45 came with a switch (21)

If I was Will Smith, I would've slapped him with a stick

Put your hands in the air, it's a stick-up (21)

Spin the same hood where I get my dick sucked (facts)

If you standin' on business, put your blick up (21, 21)

Come around actin' scary, get your shit took (21)

Fell in love with feelin' dizzy, so I spizzin (21)

I got mad love for the boy, yeah, that's my twizzin (21)

If them niggas keep on dissin', slide agaizzin (21)

We the reason why the ops ain't got no frizziends (21)

Last nigga played with me got turned duppy

I ain't even roll him in the wood 'cause he musty

You ask how she doin', I just tell her come and fuck me

Shot his ass twenty times, damn, this nigga lucky (damn, that nigga lucky)

Gotta throw a party for my day ones

They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'

Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'

You don't like the way I talk, nigga, say somethin'

Say somethin', say somethin', say somethin', say somethin', say somethin'

You don't like the way I talk, nigga, say somethin', say somethin'

Say somethin', say somethin', say somethin'