Kitchen - 2 Chainz

I go hard in the mother fuckin' kitchen

Half thing, whole thing, nigga I’m pitchin

Hit it with the soda make a nigga start whipping

Hit you with the choppa make a nigga start flipping!

I go hard in the mother fuckin' kitchen

Half thing, whole thing, nigga I’m pitchin

Hit it with the soda make a nigga start whipping

Hit you with the choppa make a nigga start flipping!

I go hard in the mother fuckin kitchen

Using baby bottles for the lean, wifey say I’m trippin

Plus I got Maybelline smeared right below my zipper

I’m a kama sutra reader and a conjure drinker

Hot on the stove, smoking like reefer

This work ain’t bout shit, that’s why its cheaper

This ho ain’t bout shit, that’s why she cheaper

All we blow is strong, that’s why you weaker!

Wait up, your status change when your weight up

Waiting on the meal, I already put my plate up!

Nigga fall back up, I already put my rake up

Everytime I leave the booth, they put yellow tape up

Hair weave killer, messing up her make-up

Pyrex vision and I’m bout to cook a cake up

Get a fork, add a little water

Get on any track, and I ride it like Marauder

I go hard in the mother fuckin' kitchen

Half thing, whole thing, nigga I’m pitchin

Hit it with the soda make a nigga start whipping

Hit you with the choppa make a nigga start flipping!

It’s Jizzle 3 Watches, yeah that asshole!

One platinum, one white, one rose gold

Drive a solid gold Rolls to the Rose Bowl

Rosé in the club for my rose hoes

Man fuck these niggas I got blow goals

I count money all night, I need some no-doz

Hater, try one of these, you need a bank roll

Throw the money in the trunk, bitch the bank roll

I go hard in the mother fuckin kitchen, nigga

Got me staring at that water like I’m fishing, nigga!

Never know about me, I pull a bass out

Drop a 250 in and pull a half out

Had to do it for the town and the trap niggas

Me and 2 Chainz, its over for you rap niggas

And nothin says butter like Parkay

And nothin make them Jay’s stutter like hard yay

I go hard in the mother fuckin' kitchen

Half thing, whole thing, nigga I’m pitchin

Hit it with the soda make a nigga start whipping

Hit you with the choppa make a nigga start flipping!

Started in the kitchen, king of the whipping

Denzel in glory, tear drop was missing

Just like the roof is, riding in that Chris Brown

Two seater deuces, peeling like I skip town

Pocket full of brick money, neck full of black gold

Black diamonds got the Jesus piece like Manute Bol

That’s 2 Chainz, I’m 2 Stoves

For every one I cook, I make two clones

Mary Kate and Ashley, Tia and Tamera

Two in the Four like the Porsche Panamera

Look in the mirror, look in the mirror

Vision clouded by the coke, ain’t making it clearer

I make it look easy, I rap it up greazy

Bandanna round the brick, I make it look look Jeezy

But I push a ton of it, get the name right

Who else could fly it in and land on the same flight…

I go hard in the mother fuckin' kitchen

Half thing, whole thing, nigga I’m pitchin

Hit it with the soda make a nigga start whipping

Hit you with the choppa make a nigga start flipping!