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Cookin' up a storm, piece of cake (cake, cake, cake)
Spittin' out that fire, feel the blaze (feel the blaze)
Takin' over, we don't play by

I can run it up with you but you might sing like NSYNC
I ain't finna drown just because another nigga sink
I'm too busy doing my dirt all by my lonely

baby my my my
Now and then as the days go by
I still wonder why why why
Oh why why why yea
Oh why why why yea
NSYNC baby bye bye bye
Johnny Gil baby my

thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong

P. Diddy
united we stand, divided we fall

*Nsync
Oh you

Together, we can all be strong

P. Diddy:
United we stand, divided we fall

'NSync (J.C.):
You know we've got to find a way ...

Mary J. Blige:
... to bring

Cookin' in the kitchen everything I cook is bitchin'
Cookin' in the kitchen everything I cook is bitchin'
Gimme the loaf, gimme the loaf
Gimme

to judge us
Together we can all be strong
 
[P Diddy:]
United we stand, Divided we fall
 
[N'Sync:]
Oh you know we've got to find a way
 
[Mary J. Blige:]

Cook it up, get on down
Third Coast cookin's, best around
Simmerin' secret southern sauce
Cookin' that Third Coast renaissance

No mistakin' East

Money, money
Sunny, sunny
Runnin’, runnin’
2020, 2020
I be cookin’, I be cookin’, I be cookin’ up the sauce
Treat me like I am worker, bitch you know

yeah...hhh. Uhhh huh mmmmh uuh huh! Repeatedly throughout the song

She cookin in da kut boy, Bubbles in her gut boy, She cookin in da kut boy, She bout to give

I heard some pussy niggas lookin' for me
Make me go get them niggas cookin' for me
This shit is gangsta in this gumbo mix
Stir that gumbo with

Hey Good Lookin' / Jambalaya

John Prine

The Singing Mailman Delivers

2011

Say hey, good lookin'. What ya got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Hey, sweet baby. Don't you think maybe
We can find us

a piston
 
No kiddin No kiddin All by my self cookin. up in da kitchen
 
Up in the Kitchen 
Up in the Kitchen 
Cookin up chicken 
Up in the Kitchen 
Cookin

they all NSYNC
I ain't worried bout no opp 'cause they all extinct
I get money by the truck load
I get fame by the truck load
I get paid by the truck

I been going bad man I might commit some felonies
I been in the lab man killin' all these melodies
I been cookin' dope like I'm whoopin' up

SkrillVille baby you stuck
Inside
I pull up on niggas who said I wouldn't make it
And ride by
You know they say time is money but look how
Time flies
If you got

don't kill my vibe (my vibe)
I'm sipping on this henny and it's by my side (my side) 
If you coming with that drama bitch not tonight (un unn)
I'm not

Back

Jake Owen

Declaration of Independence

2012

To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back

When I think about how

Mobster's Anthem

Twista

Adrenaline Rush

1997

a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay

waste)
A flicker, a flip and a flop is all you niggas (All you niggas)
Timberlake with the shit, when I floss, man I'm so N'Sync

I'm just tryna
Toss it,

now my flow is just an Instinct
Called it Timberlake, because my flow is just so NSYNC

I'm driving while I write this shit
Oops I forgot to switch

The way she ran from the dick, would've thought she was an athlete
Play with Backend u gonna end up on the backstreet
All my money N*SYNC, Chase it

the I ninety-five
But if the Juice dies then it's nine hundred and ninety-nine
And the bars unreal like I'm Sci-Fi
Line by line in the sky like pie

Sorry for the wait of OUT OF NOWHERE
Hits take time, y'all know that
Cheaz & Flacx drop it's a problem
Saw the time flyin' by like the OVO Jet, yeah