Shook to my Grook

[Verse 1]
Queen Queenie is what I’m called
When I talk I’ll leave you bald
I use a tissue and have it sold
In my heart it’s pretty cold
No I’m not really nice
My soul is as cold as ice
Playing with me is like dice
I’ll surprise you, Jesus Christ!

[Chorus]
Girl I’m shook (uh)
I can’t even look (uhh)
Shook to my Grook (yes)
Who is that cook? (Daddy)
Say it again with me, girl
Girl I’m shook (ayye)
I can’t even look (ayye)
Shook to my Grook (Rrrrr)
Who is that cook? (Daddy)

[Verse 2]
This wicked witch
Tried to cross me wicked bitch
Tried to scare me
Tried to scowl
Pushed her down to the ground
Screaming out loud
Didn’t really make a sound
So I hit her pow-wow
Just another bum-cow

Pink as Frenchie
And witty as can be
But actually Style-y
Bitch, call me Queenie

[Chorus]
Girl I’m shook (uh)
I can’t even look (uhh)
Shook to my Grook (yes)
Who is that cook? (Daddy)
Say it again with me, girl (ayye)
Girl I’m shook (ayye)
I can’t even look (ayye)
Shook to my Grook (Rrrr)
Who is that cook? (Daddy)

[Hook]
Came to snatch your weave
And you won’t believe
That those edges are coming for me
Came to snatch your weave
And you won’t believe
That those edges are coming for me
Came to snatch your weave
And you won’t believe
That those edges are coming for me
I slay

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
Girl I’m shook (uh)
I can’t even look (uhh)
Shook to my Grook (yes)
Who is that cook? (Daddy)
Say it again with me, girl (ayye)
Girl I’m shook (ayye)
I can’t even look (ayye)
Shook to my Grook (Rrrr)
Who is that cook? (Daddy)