Cooking (Explicit)

Sugar honey ice, tea

Icecream meat and gelatine

Raisins olives water

What a recipe

I’m cooking

****ing kitchen lab I’m cooking

Look at the mess I made

Clean it up cos I’m not looking

Missed a spot you guessed it

The fried ****s I give I left it

I kissed a diabetic sweet dreams

Before i prepped it

She woke up energetic

With a fetish for sugar

So I hugged her

My P nutted in her butt it hurt

I got the message

You want dessert

It ****ing melted

Bring a friend

We can go for thirds

I see the stalkers watching

Every move I make while I’m chopping

Shake ya head but the I’m the chef

and my plates is the hot topic

You ain’t touching until your hands are washing

Criss crossing

The success is boiling

Down right to the T

So don’t spoil it

Salmonella and mozzarella

Remind me of Tommy fury

and molly mae together

Cheesy sickly is wanting

It’s duty back however

I could eat raw chicken

and not be as sick as naming a doll Ellie belly live on television

I mean what were you thinking

But I guess who am I to judge

While I’m cooking in my kitchen

It’s an omelet by the way

But that’s non of my pepper mint tea that i’m sippin

I’ll teach you how flip it learn a tip or two

I’d rather box for Hermes

Than watch you on pay per view

But what am I to you

Ticking time

Burning bread

I’ve baked to dine

Sipping wine

You couldn’t get a date with a calendar if you tried

You can find

Iamtrady online

With his middle fingers aligned

I’m on my grind

**** you

Eat well

Festivity’s

kitchen of hell

5 star free bar

You wanna

Eat well

In this damn

Kitchen of hell

Please Take a seat

I’m baking bread

While stirring beef

So Please tell

Me what I should be cooking

Please help

Nap after tea

Sleep well

Bonapaptite

I can’t think of anything more annoying

Than a divvy at a petrol station doing his full shopping

and I’m stood there nearly snoring

****ing Asda’s round the corner

Just let me pay for my tank ya whopper

Choose ya water And walkers

Choose ya sarny **** extra toppings

Jesus Christ, is this torture

Oh my god the monsters not in the meal deal

Pay for ya ****

Get back in ya Corsa

Behind the wheel

I’ve been stood for six-teen minutes

Are you for real

and the ****ing bog is out of order

Standing like a prick

and council house and violent is now chewing off my ear

Feel like I’m dying

Bouncing round town tonight mate

Just be quiet and silent

With a Gucci jacket from Turkeys town market

Socks up to ya chicken breast

I’ve seen thicker meat on a pigeons legs

Looks like you’ve been a victim of theft from the food bank

An Coming from me

An arm right

So that means I must be left

Eat well

Festivity’s

kitchen of hell

5 star free bar

You wanna

Eat well

In this damn

Kitchen of hell

Please Take a seat

I’m baking bread

While stirring beef

So Please tell

Me what I should be cooking

Please help

Nap after tea

Sleep well

Bonapaptite

I’ve been a day dreamer eager for a deeper sleep

When tossing and turning a deep pan that I’m burning

You pricks are the blisters

That I’m bursting

I’m thirsty for learning

While I’m feeding you vermin

Like it or leave it

Hear me

See me

Its scran and need it

When it’s your turn

I’ll return off milk my stomachs churned for a serving

Your hard work researching

Is the same as mine I’m just wording

Deserving

and of course

yes Im earning

Musics my jean patrique coming out of a speaker

Sweat and tears a lot more deeper

Hotter than a stove pizza steaming

Dreaming

When I wanna become this so called leader

Can’t be dishing out margaritas

Plain and simple

Never got me

Anything decent

Fajitas around the Marina

Stellas by the sea

So we can drink

Or either

Scran

A little bit greasier

Be a hella lot easier

Than picking out the freezer

You want my options

Neither include

Small portions