Lyrics:

I walked into the kitchen
And I said 'Hey, baby, what's cooking?'
Tapatío baked into the pizzas
Sometimes steak fajitas
Ooh, margarita
Ooh, turn the heat up
Shake that sugar, sugar
I'll take another
I'm a beignet lover
Hot donut, I'm covered
I'll try not to hover
Food coma recover
And I know
He'll be down for something later tonight
Humble pro
Fry that shit on low
Cook it slow
You don't even know
Humble pro
Fry that shit on low
Woo ooh, woo ooh
Woo ooh, ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh
And I know
He'll be down for something later tonight
Humble pro
Fry that shit on low
Cook it slow
You don't even know
Humble pro
Fry that shit on low

Turn the heat up, ooh
Margaritas, ooh
Turn the heat up, ow
Margaritas