Kitchen
Jim Jones, DJ SpinKing
P stacks dJ SpinKing baby, oh!
Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that
Shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I'm whipping
That shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force
I run through my passports
I'm punching the last 4
Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that
Shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I'm whipping
That shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force
I run through my passports
I'm punching the last 4
Spend some bands down in SoHo
I dropped a dime on a coat though
Just to go style on my old ho
And I show my faces where they don't go
Them niggas gon' panic I'm
Whipping the Phantom
That shit 'bout as big as a boat though
She calling me handsome
I think it's the way that the
Piece dancing and the rope glow
We got the city put the house on it
Louis belt with the pouch on it
The bully I might just but they don't know
They wanna know the amount tho
I told her lay on her
Stomach and I'll throw them
Racks on your back just to count on it
I bought my momma a bag and it come out
Of Louis so I spent a pound on it
I got a cup full of red
And I'm stuck off the meds
And I'm driving I'm highed up
I can not fuck with no feds
Yea they come for my head
And I'm ducking the line up
You never know where you'll wind up
I pray they ain't snatching my guys up
I'm drinking codeine out of wine cups
Pour a nine up till my eyes shut
Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that
Shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I'm whipping
That shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force
I run through my passports
I'm punching the last 4
Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that
Shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I'm whipping
That shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force
I run through my passports
I'm punching the last 4
Foreign cars when we uptown
Private jets when we touch down
Bentley's out bring the truck around
Got the bag don't fuck around
Flood it up or I bust it down
What the fuck is up when I touch the town
Pack toast like it's Bucktown
They shooting there better duck down
Fucker, it's Jim Jones got ten phones
I spent half the day (and what?)
I got ten gone
House on the water, nigga might swim home
Hopping out the Wraith, with my Timbs on
Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that
Shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I'm whipping
That shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force
I run through my passports
I'm punching the last 4
Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that
Shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I'm whipping
That shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force
I run through my passports
I'm punching the last 4
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