"Mystery Lady (TrapHouseJazz Remix)" lyrics

Someone fetch me my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
Someone fetch me my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook

Studyin' abroad
Abroad
Abroad
Abroad
Studyin' abroad
Abroad
Abroad
Abroad

Thinkin' I could make this 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 over zealous?
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

Thinkin' I could make this many songs about
My lady she be havin' me up and down
I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous
But I keep it thuggin' like It's Macavelli

Ring ring, hit my celly
Remember you went bad on me I won't forget it
You say that you gon tell on me
No don't you tell it
In between the sheets you know I got you yellin'

Yellin'
Yellin'
Yellin'
Someone
Gimme a little bit of that
Little bit of that oombop
Scoomblop gimme a little bit of that oombop
Lemme get a little bit oombop

It's amazing baby

Thinkin' I could make this many songs ooh
Say it, say it, say it again like
Thinkin' 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

Someone fetch me my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook
Hey you there
Hey, hey, you there
Someone fetch me my apron
I'm finna cook
I'm finna cook