Mike Floss - Cook lyrics

[Verse 1] Seen you in the club, doing the rub-a-dub Looking for some trouble having fun Laughing, giggling, with your a** 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] 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 n***a 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 [Hook x2]] [Talking] 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)... [Verse 3] 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 Coronas by the keg I vaguely recall the last call I received Or exactly when my last ejaculation was achieved Without the a**ist of a hole in my fist It's almost as if s** 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 [Hook x4]