Just Cookin chords by Troy Ave
Verse 1
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Just cookin' cocaine
G#m
C#m
Whippin' girl for you
G#m
A#m
If you need a bitch five
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E
A
I'll break it out the pot for you
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Just cookin' cocaine
Abm
Dbm
Db
A
Let me show you what this girl'll do
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Gb
F
Picking up on these phones
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If you want work,
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F
don't say nothin' dumb
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Just cookin' cocaine
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Some niggas get a job,
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Db
then some niggas rob
Some niggas sellin' smokers,
Ab
so I roll up cigars
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Ebm
Fm
I'm talkin' rock, broke off the block
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Ebm
F
Fm
Boiling pot, fuck when I whip till it lock
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Db
In the kitchen, I smack the fiend
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Db
with a fry ing pan in his lips
I don't care if this your house,
Abm
don't be takin' no shit
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Bbm
Gb
Stinkin' up the place while
Fm
I'm tryin' to chef
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Fm
Put the crack to drive, said bye then I left
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At any given time,
Abm
I could be on both sides
Db
Life ain't fair, it's foul,
Abm
ain't no un -potted refs
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F
In the game I'm in,
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F
there's barely real ones left
Bbm
I vouch for me,
F
cause these niggas fold
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when they press
Db
Washed up,
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talkin' bout all of they hard luck
Db
That's my cue to leave,
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Ab
cause I don't give a fuck
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F
Knowin' niggas don't bring you money,
it bring you drama
Abm
And the hood don't appreciate
Db
niggas like baby mamas
Just cookin' cocaine,
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Db
whippin' girl for you
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Db
Bbm
F
If you need a bitch vibe,
Fm
F
Ebm
A
I'll bring it out the pot for you
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Bbm
Db
Just cookin' cocaine
Abm
Db
Let me show you what this girl will do
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E
Fads be pickin' up on these phones
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Bbm
If you want work,
Gb
E
don't say nothin' dumb
Just cookin' cocaine
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Db
I am the dope man,
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hundred grams on the stove
Watchin' Homeland,
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Ab
thinkin' damn, she a ho
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F
Carryin' the Pyrex to the cold water
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F
Bbm
When it turn hard shit, turn to gold water
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Shinin' off, drownin',
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but I won't kick my feet up
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Abm
Even though my shoes cost more
than your re -up
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F
Downtown Brooklyn,
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F
I bought a suite at the Klay's
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F
But I can't go to games,
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said the judge and DA
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I'm a menace to society,
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you already know
One trap of the year,
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seven times in a row
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F
A young G, not a old dog,
I am Advo
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F
Realest nigga with a rap flow
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and a crack flow
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These other niggas froze,
Ab
Abm
I'ma show you watch
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Check they first videos,
Abm
they ain't have no watch
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Abm
They ain't have no chain,
F
Gb
they ain't have no whip
G#m
And they mama couch lying
bout the drugs they flip
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Cookin' cocaine,
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C#m
whippin' girl for you
G#m
A#m
E#
If you need a bitch five,
E#m
E#
D#m
A
I'll break it out the pot for you
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A#m
C#
Just cookin' cocaine,
G#m
C#
let me show you what this girl'll do
A#m
E#
Feds be pickin' up on these phones
A#m
If you want work,
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E
don't say nothin' dumb
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Just cookin' cocaine
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C#
I just bought me a new big -ass crib
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Mini -Major type shit
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A#m
Didn't do it with no crack money,
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for the record
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A#
The SBI ain't use it
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E#m
when niggas stay again st him
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C#
Now I got a little dilemma
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I finally own a three -car garage
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But the police sees my Sprinter
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And some pussy -ass gon'
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die fucked up, broke
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And the hood can't
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come outside
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Cause they know what type of time I'm on,
niggas
And shout out to Maserati
So here's my dilemma
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C#
A#m
Should I get the Bentley drop?
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A#m
The Rolls -Royce Wraith?
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E#m
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Or that, ooh, pretty red Ferrari?
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Y 'all help me decide
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Hit a nigga on Instagram,
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at your ass, let me know
A#m
I ain't spendin' over 250
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,000 for a car, though
A#m
E#
That's a waste,
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A#m
I don't give a fuck what it look like
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G#m
I live within my means,
I ain't tryna pressure you niggas
C#
You know what's impressive, nigga?
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A#m
Leavin' a code on a half
-a -million -dollar bill
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Minutes after it's set
Enter that code
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D#m
and 500 people for a loan
Auntie, I know I ain't speak to you
in about, uh, seven years
But, you know, I'm in the gym right now
Abm
You think you can hook me up
with your Social Security?
Or hey, uh, yeah, pardon me, fam
Um, I know you married to her
and all that,
but is my baby mom Denise there?
I'm fucked up
I'm trying to get out on bail,
you know what saying?
I know she get the income tax,
asking the motherfucking bitch
for a EBT, a wick, a train swipe
Why the fuck niggas
don't never got they bail money,
man?
That's when you really see
what a nigga bank like.
God is great, my paper straight
Just Cookin
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