
[Reggae â Laid-back groove with a spicy island swing] [Verse 1] She got a pot on the stove thatâs startinâ to hiss One bite in, you might not exist Jerk so hot, it'll make you confess Even sins you ainât done yet â yes, yes, yes! [Verse 2] Mac and cheese so thick itâll stop your clock Collard greens could talk â theyâd tell you âwalk!â Banana bread been sittinâ in the sun One bite, boom â now you speakinâ in tongues! [Chorus] đ¶ Grandmaâs cookinâ is a weapon, I swear Sheâll feed you twice, then leave you gaspinâ for air Love in the seasoning, but danger in the pot One wrong move and you're feelin' too hot! đ¶ [Verse 3] She donât measure spice, just vibes and feels Put a scotch bonnet in, now you missinâ meals Got folks cryinâ out for milk and ice Screaminâ âGranny, please! No need to cook twice!â [Bridge] [Call and response style] đ€ Who needs a sword when you got that stew? đ¶ âGrannyâll knock you down with her barbecue!â đ€ Whatâs that smoke creepinâ down the hall? đ¶ âItâs just her curry â yâall better call Saul!â đ [Chorus â Big & Fun] đ¶ Grandmaâs cookinâ 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 âfore your dinner gets cold! đ¶ [Final Chorus â BIG, over-the-top, gospel choir style!] đ¶ Grandmaâs cookinâ 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! đ¶ [Outro â Spoken, playful] "Now baby, donât be shy... have seconds. Youâll only cry once⊠maybe twice!" đđ„

