Slow Cookin' - Willie Jones

Baby, I’ve been on this plot too long

I gotta get home, I said I gotta get

Swag stay drippin', I’m on my grind

Black man gotta get paid (Get paid)

Boss man talkin' 'bout overtime

Had to straight tell him no way

You know the boys are crackin' Buds in the parking lot

You know when Bubba get buzzed likes to talk a lot

But I can’t hang with the gang after 5 o’clock

I gotta bust a move, gotta get with you

Hey shorty, whatcha got for me?

Eastbound and down, I’m flying on I-40

On my way for a taste of that apple pie, yeah

Sweet biscuits, handle your business

This man can stand the heat in your kitchen

Work all day and we be slow cookin' all night

Drop a needle down on some old Hank Williams

I’ma turn off my phone

Pull your hair back, girl, your face so pretty

We’ll be honky tonkin' all night long

When the sun’s coming up on the cul-de-sac

I’ll be back to the hustle, makin' paper stack

But I’m countin' down the seconds like an hourglass

I gotta bust a move, gotta get with you

Hey shorty, whatcha got for me?

Eastbound and down, I’m flying on I-40

On my way for a taste of that apple pie, yeah

Sweet biscuits, handle your business

This man can stand the heat in your kitchen

Work all day and we be slow cookin' all night

I’m talking 'bout a slow simmer

Little something sweet after dinner

This the type of love that’s better when you take your time

Hotter than some grease poppin'

Hope the neighbors don’t come a-knockin'

'Cause Mr. Willie Jones is bringing home an appetite

Hey shorty, whatcha got for me?

Eastbound and down, I’m flying on I-40

On my way for a taste of that apple pie, yeah

Sweet biscuits, handle your business

This man can stand the heat in your kitchen

Work all day and we be slow cookin' all night

Cookin' all

Cook, cook, cookin' all

Cookin' all

Cook, cook, cookin' all

Work all day and we be slow cookin' all night

(Whatcha got cookin', baby?)