Stuck In The Kitchen Lyrics – Matthew

Stuck In The Kitchen Lyrics by Matthew

The drip the came with waves we deep in the ocean
Running through flaws we had in the motion
I was selling the pills the dope to buy the drip
The drip that with coat

Em n#gg#s is fake we don’t f#ck with folks
I get my beats I get my weed on the low
These n#gg#s crossed me i felt like pope
My bro on the corner I’m giving hope

Fist in the air the hood Nelson Mandela
Two tone drip on my b#tch she look like Cruella
Don’t f#ck with the mob this sh#t likе Goodfellas
What was her name again еither Becky or Stella?

Cindy or Bella ?
I was thuggin through em storms
No jacket & no umbrella
I’m bringing the heat no matter the weather

I don’t care if it June or December
We were on the flaws trapping the 5th, the 6th ave
Wishing on sh#t we never had if you
If weren’t there than ain’t a member

Whipping the juice just like a blender
Heard money calling I said yeah yeah yeah
f#cking on a baddies she’s yes right there
Spending my money man I really don’t care

Spending my money man I really don’t care
Yeah
Said we gotta keep focused
Focused on vision

We were whipping the potion
Now we stuck in the kitchen
Yeah
Said We gotta keep focused

Focused on vision
Now I’m whipping potion we stuck in the kitchen
Yeah
Said We gotta keep focused

Focused on vision
Now I’m whipping potion we stuck in the yeah
Way too focused
I can’t drift with the motion

Ion got love for those who f#cked me over
Broer ,I call your mami super soaker
She wet as the lean i just spilt on the sofa
Im cooking ,with an apron in the kitchen

The ones at my table held me down for real
If i eat then you eat i ain’t ain’t stingy you trippin
You spite yourself for tryna starve all the n#gg#s that ride
When you say its time to do the mission

You do for yourself you don’t care if they down In the trenches
If i ball then all my n#gg#s gon ball theres no one on the benches
My cardio something to mention
I run to my dreams and the digits…

Rappin so slimey and sloppy
Its lean that im sippin…
My T-O-P on a swivel
Laughing i seen when i hit em

‘Cause it was a beam on the pistol
So evil i giggle
Lost in these darks waves of crazy thoughts
Im drowning you try finding nemo forget it

She thought i was deep when i hit it
But that was just liggies
‘Cause im half asleep in these b#tches
Thats krazy
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Matthew Lyrics – Stuck In The Kitchen

Matthew

Stuck In The Kitchen