Mystery Lady

Oui, chee

Someone fetch my apron

I'm finna cook

I'm finna cook

I'm finna cook

Someone fetch my apron

I'm finna cook

I'm finna cook

Studying abroad, abroad, abroad, oh, abroad

Studying abroad, abroad, abroad, abroad, ay

Thinking I could make these many songs 'bout a lady

When I haven't met her

But she on me heavy on my cerebellum

If I say I love her, am I wrong?

Am I crazy? Am I overzealous?

But I know the feeling and I'm never wrong

Swear that I've been gifted with a song and a medley

It's intoxicating

It weigh on you heavy like the alcohol

We can do like anything you want, I'm amazing

Thinking I could make these many songs about

My lady she be having me up and down

I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous

But I keep it tugging like it's Makavelli

Ring, ring, hit my celly (ring)

Remember you went bad on me, I won't forget it

You said you gonna tell on me

No, don't you tell it

In between the sheets, you know I got you yelling

Yelling, yelling, yelling yeah

Someone, gimme a little bit of that

Little bit of that oombop

Scoomblop gimme a little bit of that oombop

Shebilibabapbalabap, let me get a little bit oombop, that oombap

The wet, the wet, the uwi uwi uwi oombop

It's amazing baby

Thinking I could make these many songs, ooh

Say it, say it, say it again like...

Thinking I could make this many songs, ooh

If I say I love her, am I wrong?

Amazing

Am I overzealous?

But I know the villain and I'm never wrong, ay

Someone fetch my apron

I'm finna cook

I'm finna cook

I'm finna cook

Hey, you there

Hey, hey, you there

Someone fetch my apron

I'm finna cook

I'm finna cook