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John Got'ti - Love for the Kitchen Lyrics



John Got'ti - Love for the Kitchen Lyrics




I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan

Feel like I'm different, look how I bleed
Keep me a blue face right in my jeans
Stand up nigga never on lean
I got a couple tricks came out my sleeves
Leading the pack
I'm like a wolf
Look in ya eyes I can tell that he shook
Why I'm so quiet my life like a book
& knock out a nigga just give him a hook
You need me win boy im like a rook
Ain't tucking my chain it never get took
I know the difference
Trenches I'm in it
I stack it up ima go get a business
I got a plan to own me some land
It started wit kitchens & working them pans
I know all my rounds boy you not my man
I'm taxing these niggas just like uncle sam

I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan

We need to change it's not bout the money
Can't f*ck wit niggas who character funny
I rather rock wit a nigga who bummy
He keep it 100 not just when it's sunny
Uh
When it's cold I gotta keep me protection
I put my trust in my new smith & wesson
Ga be alive so I can see my blessings
Did what I did cuz my mother was stressing
I found myself in a deep depression
The doctors keep talking about I need some medicine
Ain't have no time to go see me reverend
I hit that block & I kept me a weapon
20 plus homies I know they heaven
20 plus years I ain't been to a wedding
Running them streets really taught me a lesson
Shit can be over in matters of seconds

I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
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I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan

Feel like I'm different, look how I bleed
Keep me a blue face right in my jeans
Stand up nigga never on lean
I got a couple tricks came out my sleeves
Leading the pack
I'm like a wolf
Look in ya eyes I can tell that he shook
Why I'm so quiet my life like a book
& knock out a nigga just give him a hook
You need me win boy im like a rook
Ain't tucking my chain it never get took
I know the difference
Trenches I'm in it
I stack it up ima go get a business
I got a plan to own me some land
It started wit kitchens & working them pans
I know all my rounds boy you not my man
I'm taxing these niggas just like uncle sam

I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan

We need to change it's not bout the money
Can't f*ck wit niggas who character funny
I rather rock wit a nigga who bummy
He keep it 100 not just when it's sunny
Uh
When it's cold I gotta keep me protection
I put my trust in my new smith & wesson
Ga be alive so I can see my blessings
Did what I did cuz my mother was stressing
I found myself in a deep depression
The doctors keep talking about I need some medicine
Ain't have no time to go see me reverend
I hit that block & I kept me a weapon
20 plus homies I know they heaven
20 plus years I ain't been to a wedding
Running them streets really taught me a lesson
Shit can be over in matters of seconds

I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
I count it up hunnits & 50s
I fell in love wit them pots in the kitchen
Stay out the way niggas be snitching
They turnt they back on me when they was getting it
No I ain't mad
I know that cant be man
Not from that box with the sand
Nah I ain't playing
Never can cherish these bands
Blow that shit just like a fan
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Writer: John Crosby
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: John Got'ti
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: John Crosby

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