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In the kitchen, stove clicking while you looking back
The stove is active while you're looking back at it.
I'm looking too, I look at you like "let me cook in that"
I'm also observing and desiring to cook alongside you.
I'm cutting thru while you working to put your foot in that
I'm making progress while you're working to excel in that.
I bust a move and serve you like "where Brooklyn at?"
I make a move to serve you and reference our Brooklyn roots.
Right here baby, I'm right here baby
I'm here with you, acknowledging your pregnancy.
And your hand touching your stomach like "you right there baby"
You're gesturing to your stomach, indicating the baby.
Believe it, sucker for curves and knowing the way to keep a curve
I'm attracted to curves and to someone who knows how to maintain them.
So you dressing up a plate is like the sweetest word
Seeing you prepare a meal is incredibly pleasing.
Sing a couple tunes, the aroma hit the room
As you sing, the scent of the food fills the room.
Like if you was K. Michelle how you berserking with a spoon
Your cooking enthusiasm is like K. Michelle's fervor with a spoon.
Baby crazy at the stove top, oven door, dope spot
You're skillful at the stove and oven, turning it into a special place.
Snatching up a crown how you cut 'em off, close shop
You handle situations with confidence and precision.
Late night, early morning, sleepover benefits
Enjoying the benefits of spending the night together.
If you can pull shrimp and grits, I'll be at your fingertips
If you can cook shrimp and grits, you'll have me at your command.
Talking with your hands will have me listening for days
Your gestures and expressions captivate me for extended periods.
And tell your friends that all of my friends feel the same
My friends share the same admiration for yours.
Models is a given, know that off the look
We acknowledge the attractiveness of models, but what we truly desire are women who can cook.
But all we want is just some women who can cook
Repeated chorus emphasizing the desire for women who possess cooking skills.
All we want is just some women who can cook
-All we want is just some women who can cook
-Walking round the kitchen
-In your Vicki's get us hooked
-'Cause all we want is just some women who can cook
-All we want is just some women who can cook
-All we want is just some women who can cook
-From the K but my family from the country
My origins are from a city, but my family's heritage is from the countryside.
A bowl of banana pudding is the dopest way to love me
Banana pudding symbolizes affection in a profound way for me.
You say I gave you the dopeness
You feel I've given you something exceptional.
I say I'm just whipping the way you whip at the stove and
I credit my success to emulating your cooking style.
Compliments in doses
Appreciative comments in moderation.
Compliment the way that you was brought up by your mother
Admiring the way you were raised by your mother.
Like fuck it I never met her but I love her, tell her I love her
Expressing affection for your mother despite not having met her.
Telling you now how addicted we can both get
Highlighting our mutual addiction to certain foods.
You strung off the long and me off of salmon croquettes
We're both addicted to different foods.
You be on your chopped, gourmet off whatever
Your cooking skills are versatile and expert.
Then you head to planet fitness and you shave it off your measurements
After indulging, you maintain fitness and trim down.
Calling it sweet potato pie the way you let me in
Your acceptance and welcoming nature are akin to sweet potato pie.
And even though I can't fit it all, there ain't a better fit
Even if I don't fit perfectly, there's no better match for us.
Ha, double meaning still around
There's a hidden meaning that still resonates.
Double up throughout the day, double seasoning your style
We enhance each other's qualities and character.
Baby talking with your hands will have me switching up your name
Your gestures make me want to change your name playfully.
And tell your friends that all of my friends feel the same
My friends share the same sentiments about your friends.
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