Cook

Seen you in the club, doing the rub-a-dub Looking for some trouble having fun Laughing, giggling, with your ass wiggling Thinking to myself, hell yeah she's the one Young and tender, slender, far from Ugly- Lovely- female gender I send ya a drink from across the bar, wink-wink, I'm feeling up to par So I approach you, like I'm supposed to Cause you're the type I like to get close to Go back to my chateaus For a late night night snack sip a little Merlot Blackened salmon salad with croûtons Conversate 'til dawn on a fifty dollar futon Me and you 'til the sunrise I'm looking in your eyes, thinking of your thighs Hey baby do you think maybe That one day you could be my lady? You look good, can you cook? Let me put your number in my phone book First date, large, it look great Five star spot, five hundred a plate Play the role like I'm ballin' Your body callin' So I spend a little Cash Money like a nigga from New Orleans I see you fallin' for the old Fatlip charm Feelin my arm, checking my strength Feeling my leg Checking my length, uh Hot damn you a dime like one tenth of a dollar Lookin' like a young Paula Abdul Fools follow you try to holla, at you That's you ain't nothing new Beautiful way back molested at two But I don't really care about the past I just want this thing right here to last I mastered my dick Don't get enthusiastic Or blast too quick and bust off too fast I just want to talk to you right here baby... What's going on with you... Naw, I seen, I seen you, I seen you the other night. You know what I'm saying... I wanted to, uh, get at you or whatever... But you know (check it out)... See I need you See, see we do Anything you please I'll be your Hercules (Anything you please, I'll be your Hercules) Please, I ain't too proud to beg (Please, I ain't too proud to beg) Sick of tricking dough on hoes spending an arm and a leg (Sick of tricking dough on hoes spending an arm and a leg) Drinking all alone nas by the keg I vaguely recall the last call I received Or exactly when my last ejaculation was achieved Without the assist of a hole in my fist It's almost as if sex doesn't exist But that's only half of the whole thing I need a queen to respect the king Wear my ring, bear my offspring Bring me meals morning and evening