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kitchen table - benny the butcher, black soprano family & harry fraud lyrics

[intro]
(la musica de harry fraud)
we always givin’ credit to the pyrex
the microwave and the stove
what about the kitchen table though?
summertime butch’

[verse]
yo, the kitchen table where the takeover started
that’s on two shaky legs
some newspapers gon’ help you stable the bottom (uh*huh)
this where a lot of plans was made
the kitchen table seen a thousand grams of ‘caine
three thanksgivings and a thousand hands of spades
one*point*six on that b*tch, type of sh*t we all dream ’bout
coke resi’ on it, like the table at charlie sheen house
my hood, you might walk on your porch and see all the fiends out
rent cheap and the bedroom small, like a barbie dream house
streets talkin’, i’m lit (i’m lit), just me and my dogs
no leash, collar, or fence, don’t no weak bosses exist (uh*uh)
dust flyin’ ’round when i wrote pieces off of a brick
i scr*ped it up with a hotel key card from the ritz (woo)
by ten a.m., it’s breakfast on the table (breakfast)
but before i see noon, it’s extras from work i stretched on the table
by three o’clock, it’s a check on the table (check on the table)
by four*thirty
they doin’ homework on it, not knowin’ what was just on the table
that shaky kitchen table
[outro]
yeah, that shaky kitchen table
that shaky kitchen table
yeah, that shaky kitchen table
a whole generation of motherf*ckers, you know what i mean?
been sellin’ dope here since i was like, born
way before i was even born
like twenty*five years deep in the dope game, you feel me?
bro told not to double call
i sold a n*gga a knit for a dime, the other one there
i was at the spot and godd*mn
i know what the dude and all that was
i was about twenty years old
sold a n*gga a sack
felt good about this sh*t
i was like boy, boom, boom
and it be d*mn near the same set*up, bruh
he has liquor, gave him pistols, sh*t like that
that shaky kitchen table
and he sittin’ by the dope
and i just thought about this sh*t
i was like “d*mn, he in the same motherf*ckin’ position”
yeah

- benny the butcher black soprano family harry fraud lyrics

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