DJ SpinKing - Kitchen lyrics

[Intro] P. Stacks DJ SpinKing baby, oh! [Hook: Don Q] Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that sh** that they asked for I hop in the foreign I'm whipping that sh** like a crash course 200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force I run through my pa**ports, I'm punching the last 4 Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that sh** that they asked for I hop in the foreign I'm whipping that sh** like a crash course 200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force I run through my pa**ports, I'm punching the last 4 [Verse 1: Don Q] Spend some bands down in SoHo I dropped a dime on a coat though Just to go style on my old ho And I show my faces where they don't go Them n***as gon' panic I'm whipping the Phantom That sh** 'bout as big as a boat though She calling me handsome I think it's the way that the piece dancing and the rope glow We got the city put the house on it Louis belt with the pouch on it The bully I might just but they don't know They wanna know the amount tho I told her lay on her stomach and I'll throw them racks on your back just to count on it I bought my momma a bag and it come out of Louis so I spent a pound on it I got a cup full of red and I'm stuck off the meds And I'm driving I'm highed up I can not f** with no feds yea they come for my head And I'm ducking the line up You never know where you'll wind up I pray they ain't snatching my guys up I'm drinking codeine out of wine cups Pour a nine up till my eyes shut [Hook: Don Q] Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that sh** that they asked for I hop in the foreign I'm whipping that sh** like a crash course 200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force I run through my pa**ports, I'm punching the last 4 Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that sh** that they asked for I hop in the foreign I'm whipping that sh** like a crash course 200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force I run through my pa**ports, I'm punching the last 4 [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Foreign cars when we uptown Private jets when we touch down Bentley's out bring the truck around Got the bag don't f** around Flood it up or I bust it down What the f** is up when I touch the town Pack toast like it's Bucktown They shooting there better duck down f**er, it's Jim Jones Got ten phones I spent half the day (and what?) I got ten gone House on the water, n***a might swim home Hopping out the Wraith, with my Timbs on [Hook: Don Q] Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that sh** that they asked for I hop in the foreign I'm whipping that sh** like a crash course 200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force I run through my pa**ports, I'm punching the last 4 Back in the kitchen I'm whipping that sh** that they asked for I hop in the foreign I'm whipping that sh** like a crash course 200 the dashboard, I'm ducking the task force I run through my pa**ports, I'm punching the last 4