Jimmy Cooks Lyrics – Drake ft. 21 Savage

[Intro: Drake]
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on
Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it's on
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on
Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it's on
Yeah, life
Life is the only thing we need
They need me to go, but I don't wanna leave
Rest in peace to Lil Keed

[Verse 1: Drake]
F**k a pigeonhole, I'm a night owl, this a different mode
I might have to make her paint a 6 on her pinky toe
Heard you with a shooting guard, just let a n!gga know
I would have you courtside, not the middle row
All good, love, in a minute, though
I can't strеss about no b!tch 'cause I'm a timid soul
Plus I'm cooking up ambition on a kitchen stove
Pot start to bubblе, see the suds, that sh!t good to go
Hoes say I'm suave, but I can't get RICO'd
Bro think he John Wayne, I bought him yellow stones
Love the way they hang, babe, f**k the silicone
Everybody fake now, you could crack the code
Bustdown everything, set in rose gold
Dread talking to you n!ggas like I'm J. Cole
I can tell her head good before I even know
B!tch, don't tell me that you model
If you ain't been in Vogue
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay something
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stunting
You don't like the way I talk? N!gga, say something
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
Pull up and you know it's us, the bass jumping
You don't like the way I talk? Then say something
Get out my face, n!gga

[Chorus: Drake & 21 Savage]
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay something
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stunting
If I let my n!gga 21 tell it, you a Pu**y

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Spin a block twice like it ain't nowhere to park (21)
Smack the backside of his head like he Bart (Pu**y)
OVO 4L, we come out when it get dark (21, 21)
Big stepper, he came in a Rolls
But he left in a stretcher (21)
Let my brother drive while I shoot, team effort (21)
Asking all these questions
B!tch, you must think you Nadeska
The chopper like to feel on all the opps
It's a molester (21)
I be with my gun like Rozay be with lemon pepper
She wanna hear some Afrobeats 'cause she just popped a Tesla
All that working out, that n!gga must think he a wrestler
But this ain't UFC, this chopper came with a compressor (21)
This chopper came with a compressor (Pu**y)
This chopper came with a— (Pu**y)
This Glock 45 came with a switch (21)
If I was Will Smith, I would've slapped him with a stick
Put your hands in the air, it's a stick-up (21)
Spin the same hood where I get my d!ck sucked (Facts)
If you standing on business, put your bl!ck up (21, 21)
Come around acting scary, get your sh!t took (21)
Fell in love with feeling dizzy, so I spizzin (21)
I got mad love for the boy, yeah, that's my twizzin (21)
If them n!ggas keep on dissing, slide agaizzin (21)
We the reason why the opps ain't got no frizziends (21)
Last n!gga played with me got turned duppy
I ain't even roll him in the 'Wood 'cause he musty
You ask how she doing, I just tell her come and f**k me
Shot his as* twenty times
Damn, this n!gga lucky (Damn, that n!gga lucky)

[Chorus: Drake]
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay something
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stunting
You don't like the way I talk, n!gga, say something

[Outro: Drake]
Say something, say something
Say something, say something, say something
You don't like the way I talk, n!gga
Say something, say something
Say something, say something, say something