Cooking In The Kitchen Lyrics

Cooking In The Kitchen Lyrics by CASSPER NYOVEST

Cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking in the kitchen
Cooking in the kitchen

Yeah, you can find me cooking in the kitchen
I put out my Rollie on my wrist then 
I whip it out and whip it
Whip it baby, let me see you whip it
I know you heard about it, 
Let me show you how we living (how we living)
Living like we did in the beginning
Guess a lot changed cause the women acting different
They used to tell us that we're never gonna get it
Now the women say I'm bae and I'm chilling like a billion
I'm swinging, swinging like I'm married to the bitches
They really love me, all my women is committed
She back it up, oh my God, guess we winning
Give me cash, that's the only reason I be cooking these raps

And I be cooking in the kitchen
And I be cooking in the kitchen
And I be cooking in the kitchen
And I be cooking in the kitchen 
Now I'm cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
I be cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen

Every single day I'm in the kitchen
Pops used to drop me off in a Nissan
And I used to embarrassed by his car but I was driven
Now a nigga got a Benz, Beamer and the crib is too big
All I had was time and ambition
And getting out the hood was the mission
It was either the pen or the …
Now I'm shooting freethrows at the crib with my niggas
Yeah we did it, I always fly 'em down when I miss em
They always hold me down, that's my niggas
And I don't understand what you're arguing about
I mean, I put us on the map how could you not be proud?
Aye! Ne re zama-zama le bo Junky
Straight outta Maftown, banging out in Compton
I know about Bompton, I'm good
But Game nigga i've been around the world 
And every hood's the same We all cooking

And I be cooking in the kitchen
And I be cooking in the kitchen
And I be cooking in the kitchen
And I be cooking in the kitchen 
Now I'm cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
I be cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
 
Yeah, cooking in the kitchen
Ever since a nigga momma whooped him in the kitchen
Broke nigga got sick of that shit
Turned rich nigga, now look at the flick of that wrist, boy!
Turn the Impala into a Lambo
Call me…, watch this bitch scramble
With a bird riding shotgun
Gave that bitch a molly and a 12-gauge, 
Bet that hoe pop one Ooh! 
I got the ratchet on me
Fuck a couch I'm on the floor with these ratchets on me
Cass, pass a nigga that duffel
See them niggas flossing over there, 
Yeah they're in trouble
We bout to stunt
I got a Aventador out in the front
You know I keep it Compton
Got a chopper and a 5 hundred thousand dollar car
Nigga you know who the fuck we are, it's the circle

You can find me cooking in the kitchen
Let me show you how we living
You heard about it, you heard about it
You heard about it, yeah yeah
Nana, yeah yeah, nana, yeah yeah
You heard about it, you heard about it
You heard about it, yeah yeah

Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
I be cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
I be cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
I be cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen 
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen
Cooking, cooking, cooking in the kitchen