Lyrics Live from the Kitchen - Yo Gotti

Live from the Kitchen

Yeah, aye we finally here niggah
I like to introduce ya to my band one of em name mr porex, mr pot mr bacon-soda
(ha) know what i mean?.
It go live from the kitchen Li-li-live from the kitchen
Its just me and my bands 2x;
bacon-soda test tube pot and the pans
Live from the kitchen well over do, 10 mixtapes + i got a porsh in Bancoop Yea
that bitch got 4 does i got 4 hoes on my scrude up click shit got me tipin on
foe-foess yeah they ran in my spot them bitches kicked down both does
convascated both of my choopas and took pictuers of both stoves gang tags been
on my ass yeah they raded both my shows say im wearin to much white i told em i
represent that bloww
Li-li-live from the kitchen
Its just me and my bands shit get fa real niggahs start playing ion need a 100
niggas its just me and my mans 2deep in that rega red beem on that eagle you
gone lie bout it r die bout it cause yeen going with me neitha LIve from the
kitchen thats just a statment got that kush shit by the bells n bitch im live
from the basement got that purp in i can taste it my time dont you waste it
niggahs think they can start some beef and then come back n erase it i got
binjaman on my faces i got lawyers fightin, you kno me vs war buggs bunny in my
braclets bitch im live the jury jst bought a roller nd pen a frank nere is u a
dealer or a user resis a buser babymama had grape she like streetz niggas she
say i amuzing her live-li-li from the kitchen fucking bitches on the dishes
bend her ova on the counter right in front of the money counter she was layin
against the frigerator incase i get some anal thats a old word i got old birds
i got old breads these bitches small heads i dont trust niggas i say they all
fed we in war with niggas and I want em all dead