Kitchen - DJAO

Hmm, you wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But it seems they all on the same mission You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But can't stand the heat of my love, then stay out the kitchen You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But it seems they all on the same mission You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But can't stand the heat of my love, then stay out the kitchen Hmm, hmm, yeah my, hmm, yeah Hmm, hmm, yeah my, hmm, yeah You got me, got me You, you got me, got me Punch-Drunk Love, I Know You got me, got me You, you got me, got me Punch-Drunk Love, I know Oh baby here we are, I made a wish on shooting stars I ain't even mad at it, we made it this far Oh baby here we are, I made a wish on shooting stars I ain't even mad at it, we journeyed so far Oh baby here we are, I made a wish on shooting stars It would be so tragic if we abandoned this part, no Baby we've journeyed too far No U-turns my sweetheart Hmm, hmm, yeah my, hmm, yeah Hmm, hmm, yeah my, hmm, yeah You got me, got me You, you got me, got me Punch-Drunk Love, I know You got me, got me You, you got me, got me Punch-Drunk Love, I know Hmm, you wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But it seems they all on the same mission You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But can't stand the heat of my love, then stay out the kitchen You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But it seems they all on the same mission You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low But can't stand the heat of my love, then stay out the kitchen Hmm, hmm, yeah my, hmm, yeah Hmm, hmm, yeah my, hmm, yeah You got me, got me You, you got me, got me Punch-Drunk Love, I know You got me, got me You, you got me, got me Punch-Drunk Love, I know

T why you did it? You heard Yeah, uh huh, ayo, ayo The architect of making classic albums Front running gangsters Run up in banks, quick to spank something Basic killin' hills rockin' lenses Licataa grown bottles, gasell's on leaning Like a Rakim this is show business All in my blow in the feel off in the Atlantic These niggas is scramblers, quick to fool sake hards Playing whisket back in the big pawns Old niggas be lurkin' to snatch you when you workin' Dice games with fixed dice Fiends will come and ask for ice Wanna try to jump the sixth floor knives Baseheads, they say they take meds Welcome to hell's kitchen, no they call it shells kitchen Ayo chill my nigga Yo, you got your animal jacket on the floor, B You got all your shit on Yo just be easy walking around the block taking smooth aight You know family, you know all that, it's all good but chill Bring the bags over here Let's get it going, boom, boom, boom You already know For real, uh huh We like the Arabian nights and this is Dubai The camels is the new five I'm stuck in my ways, burning Haze, off to Egypt They watching my street drip They see when police flip Y'all testing me to bring out the best in me Carats, iced out rabbits, some tragic Then put a trick on you, that's my magic Make me savage, get the cabbage boy Yeah, it's on in this madness Rappers, I will eat you like crab sticks You catfish the rollers, the hollers, the one... The last ships to step up and skin you like rashes Cassius as Ali, my niggas ride with me And come inside yo and vibe with me Staten nigga This shit is poison as shit man This shit is hard dungeon shit Dungeon music T why you did it? You heard Shit I'm talkin' about Red Bull Breathe