OJ da Juiceman and Killer Mike - In the Kitchen

DMG, DMG cuz
It's a DMG production
New reign, hoe

Juiceman, Killer Mike, ah man
Westside, Eastside, ah man
We stupid cuz
Swagged up, you stupid

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

Trap, trap, trap, all I do is trap (okay)
Rap, rap, rap, yeah, my bricks is in the wrap (damn)
I put an eggs in it, just to make them stacks (aye, aye, aye)
And I bust a chicken down and I make them speakers sacks (aye, aye, damn)
Put my mama on them eights and I bought it off that crack (aye)
Now, I'm Gucci and that Prada with my Morry's on them racks (okay)
And them six stoves cooking, and the water bring them racks (aye, aye, aye)
I'm young Juiceman, I'm a walking-talking sack (aye, aye, aye)
With a bracelet so big, you can use it as a bat (aye)
I'm young Juiceman, and you know I got that sack (aye, aye, damn)
I'm a walking-talking sack (aye, aye, aye)
With a bracelet so big, you can use it as a bat (aye, aye, aye)

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (aye, damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold (damn)
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (aye, damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold (damn)
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

My amigo (My amigo), brought 'em, in a van
White bricks (white bricks)
And they all came back tan (came back tan)
I'm talking six (all six), pots cookin' (cookin')
Hard as rock (hard as rock), now I'm juggin' (now I'm juggin')
Dirty perm (dirty perm), I'm paying twenty-five (five)
If you got thirty-two (two), I'll have 'em make the drive (drive)
Long way (way) and bring it back (back)
You selling weed (huh?), I'm bucking crack (crack)
Let's swap it out, I need seven pounds
I get a brick, right to your town
Ohio, VA
The east coast, I'm talkin' all states

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (aye, damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold (damn)
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (aye, damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold (damn)
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

Turn the water, turn the water
Yeah, you gottta splash the water
Egg beater and a fork, got me meetin' a major quota
Red and black d.u.b, hell blade Charger
Right wrist gold, but my left wrist retarded

Certified crazy, my right wrist obnoxious
Left wrist green, diamonds got me lookin' toxic
It's enough to make a bitch (ugh), lotta sick (lotta sick)
A lot of gwap, that's what I get

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (aye, damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold (damn)
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

We standin' in the kitchen, posted at the store (aye, damn)
Six stove cookin', bright, man, just like gold (okay!)
Juiceman, Killer Mike, and that dope we get it sold (damn)
We workin' in the trap and everything gotta go (okay!)

Written by:
Michael Render

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