Lyrics Chef - Noah
Ima
be
the
chef
cooking
up
all
the
flavors
All
the
flavors
Ima
be
the
chef
doing
you
all
the
favors
All
the
favors
Dice
them
yams
up
with
my
spatula
I'm
the
soulful
Bobby
Flay
Don't
you
fill
up
on
no
snacks
my
love
Light
a
fire,
pour
the
wine,
we
got
the
china
plate
Set
the
table:
pillows
on
the
left,
clothes
on
the
right
Spices
in
the
food,
spicing
up
the
mood
Making
what
I
know
will
satiate
your
appetite
Kitchen
in
the
room,
thinking
it's
the
move
Ima
be
the
chef,
Ima
be
the
chef
cooking
up
all
the
flavors
All
the
flavors
Ima
be
the
chef,
Ima
be
the
chef
doing
you
all
the
favors
All
the
favors
Pull
the
recipe
up
now,
now
I
get
to
rummaging
though
my
'frigerator
just
to
get
ingredients,
yes
Know
you
like
how
I'm
getting
you
so
tender
with
my
rub
Let
you
marinate
'till
you
can't
wait
no
more
I
just
wanna
cook
for
you
girl
I
just
wanna
talk
to
you
girl
I
just
wanna
know
your
brain
Put
another
hor
dourve
on
your
plate
Look
at
how
the
joy
looks
on
your
face
Terra-cotta
clay
pit,
tell
me
do
you
got
a
craving
I
could
whip
it
up
quick
Bet
you
never
tasted
no
cuisine
quite
like
this
Ima
be
the
chef,
Ima
be
the
chef
cooking
up
all
the
flavors
All
the
flavors
Ima
be
the
chef,
Ima
be
the
chef
doing
you
all
the
favors
All
the
favors
Ima
be
the
chef,
Ima
be
the
chef
cooking
up
all
the
flavors
All
the
flavors
Ima
be
the
chef,
Ima
be
the
chef
doing
you
all
the
favors
All
the
favors
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