Lyrics

I walked into the kitchen And I said, "Hey, baby, what's cooking?" Tapatio baked into the pizzas Sometimes steak fajitas Ooh, margarita Ooh, turn the heat up Shake that sugar, sugar I'll take another I'm a beignet lover Hot donut, I'm covered I'll try not to hover Food coma recover And I know he'll be down for something later tonight Humble pro fry that shit on low Cook it slow, you don't even know Humble pro fry that shit on low Woo-ooh, woo-ooh Woo-ooh, ooh... And I know he'll be down for something later tonight Humble pro fry that shit on low Cook it slow, you don't even know Humble pro fry that shit on low Turn the heat up, ooh Margaritas, ooh Turn the heat up Margaritas
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