In The Kitchen whippin' that work., watching these pros lift up their skirts when they hit the superb huh huh huh../ cluckas be clucking, police be bucking ..and niggas get served huh huh huh.../ I've seen these Boyz before, hanging around my trap house door.../ talking all that ,grimy shit...keep a nigga on really point, and I clutch a fo-fo.../ I exuberance of,many flavors ....take your picks, t c b y Baskin Rob-b-i-n.../ Braums... dairyqueen, ain't really made for this.../ 2 scoops,3 scoops...waffle cone,sprinkles and all, pick any flavor you want..../ enhance ,with a feeling ,you've never felt before..them fiends ,hungrily geekin and all.../ one hit, you should witness...your whole brain, just go bling..bling...bling.../ rewind sound coming around ,from the back..footsteps, blah blah blah ...where he at.../ watching these popos keep..knocking niggas on their ass..cause they failed to watch their angles../ risking your life,with strangers ...deals approach, with puppetry danglers.../ keeping my kitchen, clean...if they come back,nigga it's craccin'...,/ huh...... I'm in the kitchen, whippin that work .....