BIG P - Kitchen testo (lyrics)
[BIG P - Kitchen testo lyrics]
It’s a recipe, gotta add my ingredients
I am Big P, I'm shy and also deviant
I’ma G, Broke and sad, yeah
I’m really feeling it
In this rap game, my skill is intermediate
Cooking mixing pouring
Then I serve it in the kitchen
Just sauce up a beat
Now we on another mission
Gotta add the lyrics
Only I know what it’s missing
Boy you’re hating, but you are
In a bad position, wha
Got no ice on my neck and wrist ain’t froze
Got no green, I’m not smashing any hoes
Wallet dry, money income is so low
Can’t afford shit, not even my own clothes
In the lab what we cooking is mysterious
Think we’re trying hard
But really we are not serious
Can’t come up with shit
All this stress make me furious
Surfing on the web
Getting deeper cause we’re curious
Ask me why, I can’t die, I’m immortal
I beat portal after that shit, made my dog
Sit, then got lit, felt the tit's
Made a beat, in my seat, spat some heat
Ate a treat
And lil' stitch, he fucked your bitch
In the ditch, okay what, okay
Cooking mixing pouring
Then I serve it in the kitchen
Just sauce up a beat
Now we on another mission
Gotta add the lyrics
Only I know what it’s missing
Boy you’re hating, but you are
In a bad position, wha
I am Big P, I'm shy and also deviant
I’ma G, Broke and sad, yeah
I’m really feeling it
In this rap game, my skill is intermediate
Cooking mixing pouring
Then I serve it in the kitchen
Just sauce up a beat
Now we on another mission
Gotta add the lyrics
Only I know what it’s missing
Boy you’re hating, but you are
In a bad position, wha
Got no ice on my neck and wrist ain’t froze
Got no green, I’m not smashing any hoes
Wallet dry, money income is so low
Can’t afford shit, not even my own clothes
In the lab what we cooking is mysterious
Think we’re trying hard
But really we are not serious
Can’t come up with shit
All this stress make me furious
Surfing on the web
Getting deeper cause we’re curious
Ask me why, I can’t die, I’m immortal
I beat portal after that shit, made my dog
Sit, then got lit, felt the tit's
Made a beat, in my seat, spat some heat
Ate a treat
And lil' stitch, he fucked your bitch
In the ditch, okay what, okay
Cooking mixing pouring
Then I serve it in the kitchen
Just sauce up a beat
Now we on another mission
Gotta add the lyrics
Only I know what it’s missing
Boy you’re hating, but you are
In a bad position, wha