Jesse, late again
My bad chef my bad chef, it's just the bus and shit the bus and shit you know how it be sometimes; but it won't happen again I got you. Eh yo what you saying Jibril
Yo, I'm blessed styll
Aiight
I'm in the kitchen cooking up my favourite plate
Quarter chicken serving dishes tryna gain some weight
I'm a renegade the only one the loaded gun
Perform my ritual beer, blunts, I'm in my zone
If you can't take the heat then get up out the fryer (Out the fryer)
It come from México a shipment of papayas (Of papayas)
The tax is high and shit it's only getting higher (Getting higher)
So call the butcher tell him cut it up
What's on the menu tonight
Depends who's cooking every chef needs a kitchen and the temperature right
Meeks and Brilly serving milkweed on ice
We got the recipe and we mixing dark with the light
Whip it up nice, (Uh)
I got my apron on cleaning up these pots and pans, (Yea)
Remove the residue it's ready for another batch, (Another)
I'll take your order here's your burger and a side hash, (What!)
Machine is out of order we only accept cash
The kitchen
Eh Jesse, more henny for table three
Coming right up chef
Brilly how's that filet coming for table six huh
Coming in nice and hot chef
Chef Brilly, tryna make a milly
Whipping a soul food plate to feed Billy
Tryna heal his Achilles
Add a little ginger, a lil bit charisma
The toss it in the oven let it bake all winter
Serve it in the summer it'll keep till September
A dash of uh, lemon grass, a little you can do it
Serve that over easy let him eat it in the Buick
Flavour so stupid now he feel so groovy
Finally he'll ask that bad bitch to the movies
The plate got him invigorated and animated
He elated that plate got him so situated
Chef Brilly, cooking for Amanda
That soufflé make her feel like a real bad one
Cheesed cause her boy lost the cake in a tantrum
Add a pinch of cinnamon and synonyms, cardamom and melanin
So nutritional feels like a kid again
Bumping Malt Liquor, proud to be a nigga
Dropping that booty while she sipping on elixir
Eat more mommy you know that I got you right in the kitchen
Hey, Belinda, get these guys there checks huh and um, meet me in my office in five minutes, it's titty time
Jesse Aka Meeks & Jibril - The Kitchen Lyrics
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Jesse, late again
My bad chef my bad chef, it's just the bus and shit the bus and shit you know how it be sometimes; but it won't happen again I got you. Eh yo what you saying Jibril
Yo, I'm blessed styll
Aiight
I'm in the kitchen cooking up my favourite plate
Quarter chicken serving dishes tryna gain some weight
I'm a renegade the only one the loaded gun
Perform my ritual beer, blunts, I'm in my zone
If you can't take the heat then get up out the fryer (Out the fryer)
It come from México a shipment of papayas (Of papayas)
The tax is high and shit it's only getting higher (Getting higher)
So call the butcher tell him cut it up
What's on the menu tonight
Depends who's cooking every chef needs a kitchen and the temperature right
Meeks and Brilly serving milkweed on ice
We got the recipe and we mixing dark with the light
Whip it up nice, (Uh)
I got my apron on cleaning up these pots and pans, (Yea)
Remove the residue it's ready for another batch, (Another)
I'll take your order here's your burger and a side hash, (What!)
Machine is out of order we only accept cash
The kitchen
Eh Jesse, more henny for table three
Coming right up chef
Brilly how's that filet coming for table six huh
Coming in nice and hot chef
Chef Brilly, tryna make a milly
Whipping a soul food plate to feed Billy
Tryna heal his Achilles
Add a little ginger, a lil bit charisma
The toss it in the oven let it bake all winter
Serve it in the summer it'll keep till September
A dash of uh, lemon grass, a little you can do it
Serve that over easy let him eat it in the Buick
Flavour so stupid now he feel so groovy
Finally he'll ask that bad bitch to the movies
The plate got him invigorated and animated
He elated that plate got him so situated
Chef Brilly, cooking for Amanda
That soufflé make her feel like a real bad one
Cheesed cause her boy lost the cake in a tantrum
Add a pinch of cinnamon and synonyms, cardamom and melanin
So nutritional feels like a kid again
Bumping Malt Liquor, proud to be a nigga
Dropping that booty while she sipping on elixir
Eat more mommy you know that I got you right in the kitchen
Hey, Belinda, get these guys there checks huh and um, meet me in my office in five minutes, it's titty time
My bad chef my bad chef, it's just the bus and shit the bus and shit you know how it be sometimes; but it won't happen again I got you. Eh yo what you saying Jibril
Yo, I'm blessed styll
Aiight
I'm in the kitchen cooking up my favourite plate
Quarter chicken serving dishes tryna gain some weight
I'm a renegade the only one the loaded gun
Perform my ritual beer, blunts, I'm in my zone
If you can't take the heat then get up out the fryer (Out the fryer)
It come from México a shipment of papayas (Of papayas)
The tax is high and shit it's only getting higher (Getting higher)
So call the butcher tell him cut it up
What's on the menu tonight
Depends who's cooking every chef needs a kitchen and the temperature right
Meeks and Brilly serving milkweed on ice
We got the recipe and we mixing dark with the light
Whip it up nice, (Uh)
I got my apron on cleaning up these pots and pans, (Yea)
Remove the residue it's ready for another batch, (Another)
I'll take your order here's your burger and a side hash, (What!)
Machine is out of order we only accept cash
The kitchen
Eh Jesse, more henny for table three
Coming right up chef
Brilly how's that filet coming for table six huh
Coming in nice and hot chef
Chef Brilly, tryna make a milly
Whipping a soul food plate to feed Billy
Tryna heal his Achilles
Add a little ginger, a lil bit charisma
The toss it in the oven let it bake all winter
Serve it in the summer it'll keep till September
A dash of uh, lemon grass, a little you can do it
Serve that over easy let him eat it in the Buick
Flavour so stupid now he feel so groovy
Finally he'll ask that bad bitch to the movies
The plate got him invigorated and animated
He elated that plate got him so situated
Chef Brilly, cooking for Amanda
That soufflé make her feel like a real bad one
Cheesed cause her boy lost the cake in a tantrum
Add a pinch of cinnamon and synonyms, cardamom and melanin
So nutritional feels like a kid again
Bumping Malt Liquor, proud to be a nigga
Dropping that booty while she sipping on elixir
Eat more mommy you know that I got you right in the kitchen
Hey, Belinda, get these guys there checks huh and um, meet me in my office in five minutes, it's titty time
Writer: Gabriel Urbaez-Periel, Jesse Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Jesse Aka Meeks & Jibril
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Gabriel Urbaez-Periel, Jesse Rodriguez