Kitchen Video (MV)

Vamp life (I got that money)
You know what they say trap jumping
When it get to hot in the kitchen, uh
What you cooking? Chicken or fish?
(I don't wanna hear you niggas
Talking about no more work)
How many pots on the stove?

I got the money and I got the pack
(Got that pack)
I drop a deuce in then I bring it back
(Bring it right back)
Drop a four in it then drop
They love when I be cooking up the blow
In the kitchen, I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen yeah
I got the money and I got the sack
(Got that sack)
I drop a deuce in it then I bring it back
In the kitchen

I got four pots going and a crock pot too
Cooked four quarters and I got back two
Want fishscale? And I got that too
But I'm dry right now
Nigga stop back through
Talking 'bout cooking the whiter shade
Nigga's be using the microwave
They booked 'em and took 'em in right away
He might never see the light of day
The walls in my kitchen all yellow
So I put the coke in
The fridge like it's Jello
You know you got to guard the kitchen
So I keep shooters in New York like Carmello
I be cooking that shit like it's Ruth Chris
Cooking that shit to a new whip
Look at that shit while I'm hitting that shit
Now I'm whipping that shit
Like it's Cool Whip
Traffic, compression then stretch it
To buy it we don't need to test it
If it ain't about money don't stress it
Put the Tec to a nigga like a message
Still cooking coke like five stars
Young dope boy with five cars
All cash nigga how be buy ours
Yeah we live fast and we die hard
I got the money and I got the pack
I drop a deuce in then I bring it back

Drop a four in it then drop
They love when I be cooking up the blow
In the kitchen, I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen yeah
I got the money and I got the sack
(Got that sack)
I drop a deuce in it then I bring it back
In the kitchen

Ruger!
Man I got the money and I got the pack
You know a Ruger to
This little light-skinned bitch
He ain't never gotta buy (Hey baby)
All I gotta do is look at my
Shooter and he 'gon pop the strap
Uptown with the mother-f*ckin' killers is
Where you'll find me at
Might cook a whole brick with my gun on me
Shoot my old man if he run on me
Bury me in all gold
At least put a mother-f*cking ton on me
Man these nigga's ain't living right
Don't be suprised if you got a homie
I brought some real money out tonight
In case niggas front on me in my kitchen
I'm in love in my kitchen
When my hand start to itchin' then
Them bricks get to flippin'
Bought a house with ten bathrooms
Because I stay shittin'
Nigga's look funny then my
Shooters start hittin'

I got the money and I got the pack
(Got that pack)
I drop a deuce in then I bring it back
(Bring it right back)
Drop a four in it then drop
They love when I be cooking up the blow
In the kitchen, I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen
I'm in love with my kitchen yeah
I got the money and I got the sack
(Got that sack)
I drop a deuce in it then I bring it back
In the kitchen

Uh huh it's Philthy nigga
I do! Look

I say now forty birds in my caravan
This forty on me got a kick-stand
I'm in love with the kitchen nigga
Tell the hoe do the dishes nigga
(Ay, clean up bitch)
Two stoves and eight pots
Two niggas cooking eight blocks
The from foot heels to that's eight blocks
In the kitchen like culinary
These nigga's actors like Tyler Perry
Ain't never move no kilos
Couldn't find you one like Nemo
My whole hood been locked up for trafficking
Doing life nigga
On 580 doing eighty nigga with an
Eighty pack of that white shit
Thirty-six and the whole whammy
In a cereal box stuffed in the cabinet
Right behind all the baking soda
If you cook it right you might take it over
Fish-scale, my lips sealed
I'll never tell what I don' seen bag it up
Put a thousand grams on the triple-beam
(It's Philthy)