The Great Indian Kitchen Ringtones

I'm up in the kitchen, I'm up in the kitchen I'm up in the... I'm up in the kitchen I been in the kitchen Whippin' up the grits and I been really cooking truth (Cooking truth) Cutting off the dead ends Warming up my blessings Cooking up the perfect soup (Perfect soup) Cause God been really speaking And I been really seeing I'm ya manifesting proof I been cooking up some blessings for me Cooking up some blessings for me Let me show you some self love Mix two cups of ambition Mix two cup of resilience Now have some patience And sometimes life might get too hot That's where you must lift your top Release some steam and let it breathe I been in the kitchen Whippin' up the grits and I been really cooking truth (Cooking truth) Cutting off the dead ends Warming up my blessings Cooking up the perfect soup (Perfect soup) Cause God been really speaking And I been really seeing I'm ya manifesting proof (Manifesting proof) I been cooking up some blessings for me Cooking up some blessings for me Indigo, Indigo, Indigo Child Come take a break and Come sip some tea now Your life is set Destiny as you please Soul food, come and eat Indigo, Indigo, Indigo Child Come take a break and Come sip some tea now Your life is set Destiny as you please Soul food, come and eat I been in the kitchen Whippin' up the grits and I been really cooking truth (Cooking truth) Cutting off the dead ends Warming up my blessings Cooking up the perfect soup (Perfect soup) Cause God been really speaking And I been really seeing I'm ya manifesting proof (Manifesting proof) I been cooking up some blessings for me Cooking up some blessings for me

Girl you're in the kitchen, cookin' me a meal Somethin' makes me wanna come in there and get a feel Walk around in your t-shirt with nothin' else on Struttin' pass, switchin' that ass while I'm on the phone Cuttin' up tomatoes, fruits and vegetables and potatoes Girl, you look so sexy while you're doin' the damn thing I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls Hands on the table, on your tippy toes We'll be makin' love like the restaurant was closed Would you like that? Tell me right now pretty, babe Girl, you're in the kitchen, chillin' in your robe I'm sayin' to myself, she better go, put on some clothes Ticklin' and teasin', doin' that little dance Girl, you gon' make me lay you down and give it to you one mo 'gain Cuttin' up tomatoes, fruits and vegetables and potatoes Girl, you look so sexy while you're doin' the damn thing that I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls Hands on the table, on your tippy toes We'll be makin' love like the restaurant was closed Sex in the kitchen over by the stove I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls Hands on the table, on your tippy toes We'll be makin' love like the restaurant was closed This is what I am ready to do Girl, I'm ready to While I'm makin' love, girl, I'll be feastin' Girl, you're in the kitchen, sweatin' up a storm The oven's on 500, so you know the kitchen's warm Girl, you know just how to get into a brother's mind 'Cause here we are still in this kitchen doin' it for the third time Cuttin' up tomatoes, fruits and vegetables and potatoes Girl, you look so sexy doing the damn thing that I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls Hands on the table, on your tippy toes We'll be makin' love like the restaurant was closed Sex in the kitchen over by the stove Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls Hands on the table, on your tippy toes We'll be makin' love like the restaurant was closed Sex in the kitchen over by the stove Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls Hands on the table, on your tippy toes We'll be makin' love like the restaurant was closed ...

The year was 1909 when they created home economics A class where the man could supervise to make sure women did what he wanted We studied hard for dinner time so we could make his meals just right But I won't be his trophy wife, proper prim and polished It's been over a century He still thinks we should cook and clean Gave him one chance to show respect and he He said to me Young age, pretty face, bright ideas Ya new round here? Are ya new round here Your big mouth been talking a lot Leave that new age shit outside Too much attitude, When men are speaking don't intrude No, you must ask permission. Now get back in the kitchen Last time that I checked I am not a chef I am just girl. This cruel world has no respect He thinks I'm worthless unless I'm getting undressed I tried to dismiss his arrogance but now he's overstepped Bigot Boy must be confused cause who the fuck you talking to Six figures by twenty two, money go longer than your dick do No matter what I do, he'll disapprove. He mistakes his beliefs for truths I'm trying to help, prepare yourself for when he says to you Young age, pretty face, bright Ideas You seem to be new round here Your big mouth been talking a lot Leave that new age shit outside Too much attitude, When men are speaking, don't intrude No, you must ask permission, Now get back in the kitchen Raise your voice, he made us whisper Scream and shout, loud and proud Don't need nothing from no mister Just a little feminism Raise your voice, we will not whisper Scream, shout, loud and proud Don't need nothing from no mister Just a little activism Don't need nothing from no mister Just a little feminism Just a little feminism

Well the clock said it time to close now I guess we'd better go now But I'd really like to stay here all night The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes Street lights share their hollow glow Your brain seemed bruised with numb surprise Still one place to go Still one place to go Let me sleep all night In your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out, wander baby Stumblin' in the neon groves Well your fingers weave quick minuets Speak in secret alphabets I light another cigarette Learn to forget Learn to forget Learn to forget Learn to forget Let me sleep all night In your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby Stumblin' in the neon groves, yeah! Your fingers weave quick minuets Speak in secret alphabets I light another cigarette Learn to forget Learn to forget Learn to forget Learn to forget Let me sleep all night In your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby Stumblin' in the neon- The cop said it time to close now I know I'll have to go now Really wanna stay here all night All night All night Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Thank you, thank you very much! Thank you very much for coming, goodnight All you people here tonight can go downstairs And attend the Rockfest, free of charge See the head shops, the light show, and take the trip No charge at all, just get down here as you walk out the door Go down the escalators, so we'll see y'all downstairs Thank you very much