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đŸŽ” Grandma’s Cooking is a Weapon

[Reggae – Laid-back groove with a spicy island swing] [Verse 1] She got a pot on the stove that’s startin’ to hiss One bite in, you might not exist Jerk so hot, it'll make you confess Even sins you ain’t done yet — yes, yes, yes! [Verse 2] Mac and cheese so thick it’ll stop your clock Collard greens could talk — they’d tell you “walk!” Banana bread been sittin’ in the sun One bite, boom — now you speakin’ in tongues! [Chorus] đŸŽ¶ Grandma’s cookin’ is a weapon, I swear She’ll feed you twice, then leave you gaspin’ for air Love in the seasoning, but danger in the pot One wrong move and you're feelin' too hot! đŸŽ¶ [Verse 3] She don’t measure spice, just vibes and feels Put a scotch bonnet in, now you missin’ meals Got folks cryin’ out for milk and ice Screamin’ “Granny, please! No need to cook twice!” [Bridge] [Call and response style] đŸŽ€ Who needs a sword when you got that stew? đŸŽ¶ “Granny’ll knock you down with her barbecue!” đŸŽ€ What’s that smoke creepin’ down the hall? đŸŽ¶ “It’s just her curry — y’all better call Saul!” 😅 [Chorus – Big & Fun] đŸŽ¶ Grandma’s cookin’ is a weapon, no lie One bite and you see your whole life flash by If love had flavor, hers would be bold But you might need a medic ‘fore your dinner gets cold! đŸŽ¶ [Final Chorus – BIG, over-the-top, gospel choir style!] đŸŽ¶ Grandma’s cookin’ is a weapon of love Sent straight from the spicy skies above You might cry, sweat, or start to dance But turnin' it down? You got no chance! đŸŽ¶ [Outro – Spoken, playful] "Now baby, don’t be shy... have seconds. You’ll only cry once
 maybe twice!" đŸ˜đŸ”„