Текст песни Chef - Noah

Chef

Ima be the chef cooking up all the flavors\nAll the flavors\nIma be the chef doing you all the favors\nAll the favors\nDice them yams up with my spatula\nI’m the soulful Bobby Flay\nDon’t you fill up on no snacks my love\nLight a fire, pour the wine, we got the china plate\nSet the table: pillows on the left, clothes on the right\nSpices in the food, spicing up the mood\nMaking what I know will satiate your appetite\nKitchen in the room, thinking it’s the move\nIma be the chef, Ima be the chef cooking up all the flavors\nAll the flavors\nIma be the chef, Ima be the chef doing you all the favors\nAll the favors\nPull the recipe up now, now\nI get to rummaging though my 'frigerator just to get ingredients, yes\nKnow you like how I’m getting you so tender with my rub\nLet you marinate 'till you can’t wait no more\nI just wanna cook for you girl\nI just wanna talk to you girl\nI just wanna know your brain\nPut another hor dourve on your plate\nLook at how the joy looks on your face\nTerra-cotta clay pit, tell me do you got a craving\nI could whip it up quick\nBet you never tasted no cuisine quite like this\nIma be the chef, Ima be the chef cooking up all the flavors\nAll the flavors\nIma be the chef, Ima be the chef doing you all the favors\nAll the favors\nIma be the chef, Ima be the chef cooking up all the flavors\nAll the flavors\nIma be the chef, Ima be the chef doing you all the favors\nAll the favors