I am the best There'll be no more chicken in the kitchen I am the best, hey No more chicken in the kitchen No, no, no, no No, oh, chicken
have meant it Speak of the man [Chorus] [MJG] Pimp tyte! M-J-G Fin' to get up on the mic with a passion Get up on some pads Gwen, my chick get her
we not talkin' marathons Bang like chitty chitty, here to disturb you New CD, watch it spread like bird flu America, fall back, you can't stop me Got a thing for pigeon-toed chicks
You ain't met a nigga like me, you probably never will Riders rollin' with me, like 11 wheels Find out where you livin', kill you in the kitchen The feds
her on the phone I walked over to her house and this was going on Her brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie Her Mama was in the kitchen, cuttin' chicken
floors fo' sho', hock up the kitchen Suck me dry, let's get high, then wash the dishes You get three wishes if you're cute and ambitious Like Tisha and Denisha, boy them chickens
day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n Jersey oh we with the matchin' new wear fitted White boys say my style is bitchin' Keepin' coke in the kitchen
both get what we want You get on the front page And I get one less chump I encourage all frauds to jump I heard they taste like chicken And my bitch is in the kitchen
a can too But you better hope you can handle the heat, or stay the fuck outta hell's kitchen I came to cock block like a square fucking male chicken.
and bounced back Matchin' grills, big houses on them hills Got them ***s in the kitchen all cookin', payin' bills I'll start hollerin', dollar after dollar Flippin' chickens
of the dark i dont ment to be rude but its true somebody...... Hit the lights lights lights So hit the lights lights lights Bushta Rhymes:- its Bush Rhyme baby! back in the kitchen
heart big but it beat quiet I don't never feel like we vibin' 'Cause every time we alone it's a awkward silence So leave your keys on the kitchen counter
this cash I ain't gota job I work in the kitchen (Keri Hilson) Work in the kitchen? Yea I work in the kitchen I ain't makin rolls or kentucky fried chicken
brains out, You ain't met a nigga like me, you probably never will, Riders rolling with me like 11 wheels, Find out where you livin', kill you in the kitchen
Seven hiaasen honeys piled up in the Bentley Coup Chinese chicken heads, fella what you wann do Man I'm tired of all these fake nigga type dudes Chicks
then you handle it Fuck wishing, you missing the ambition on your mission Now you switching, why you quitting ?cause it?s heated in the kitchen? Stop
to the fullest for you And ohhh most of these broads got issues Talk about what they will and wont do, but don't get me confused coz I ain't like these other chicks
no punchin? bag You stressed out then count to 10 you wanna act a fool and throw a tantrum and call up your knuckle head friends {Bridge}: I told you twice before I?m not the chick