Dancin' in the Kitchen
12 AM, she dancing in the kitchen
This shit got a grip on me, think I'm starting to get addicted
Ricky Bobby, I'ma need the pole position
We had just had to switch positions, I was about to drown in it
I came out the pussy swimming
In my mind, I'm in a prison
Ole Kentucky Fried Chicken in my veins, I'm just kidding
We don't eat it in Kentucky, get an 18 piece from Indi's
I was riding 'round the city, I damn near forgot to eat it
It's big KY shit, I just got it tatted on me
You ain't my brother, ain't my homie
Brand new television, you been switching up on me
Oh you got me, that's bologna
I'ma call her when I'm lonely
And I fuck her 'till I'm strung out
Got no teeth, stick ya tongue out
Smart ass, dumb mouth
You ain't around, I'm bummed out
It's taking all the fun out
Explore you like a funhouse
Can't treat like a one off 'cause we gon' end up spun out
12 AM, she dancing in the kitchen
Hard to keep it optimistic if you watch the television
Nowadays, you just wanna turn the shades in the bedroom
I can't lay here forever, I just gotta get out
Gave myself a new route
I keep some girls like Lou Will
I got the strength to step back
I got the sense to pull out
I can't lie, it's in the back of my mind to stay in it
If I ended up pulling out late, I ain't tripping, hold up
All I wanna do is sing to you
I can't help but sing about you
Got a nice ring to it
This shit put through the wringer
Really glad I made it through it
If it really means to something to you, you better prove it
12 AM, its big KY shit
12 AM, she raking up the cash now
4 AM, she cash out
She walkin with a cash cow
Make it home and pass out
Crash before you blackout
Why you gotta lash out
Arguments we drag out
When I dip, you dip
Lately I've been off the shits
Baby makin', makin' hits
They starting to look just like my son
She always swallow my kids
I got the blueprint, I got the whole damn kit
I've been at it since a kid
Give myself a chance to miss
Kentucky Bluegrass visions go as wide as the ocean
Got my eyes wide open when I sit and think about it
Got no time to reminisce
KY
12 AM
12 AM
My mouth is dry as fuck
Only 60 seconds in a minute
Not a single one matters when I'm sitting here with you
If you got the time then go spend it
God forbid you ever lose it 'cause you can't go get it
This shit got a grip on me, think I'm starting to get addicted
Ricky Bobby, I'ma need the pole position
We had just had to switch positions, I was about to drown in it
I came out the pussy swimming
In my mind, I'm in a prison
Ole Kentucky Fried Chicken in my veins, I'm just kidding
We don't eat it in Kentucky, get an 18 piece from Indi's
I was riding 'round the city, I damn near forgot to eat it
It's big KY shit, I just got it tatted on me
You ain't my brother, ain't my homie
Brand new television, you been switching up on me
Oh you got me, that's bologna
I'ma call her when I'm lonely
And I fuck her 'till I'm strung out
Got no teeth, stick ya tongue out
Smart ass, dumb mouth
You ain't around, I'm bummed out
It's taking all the fun out
Explore you like a funhouse
Can't treat like a one off 'cause we gon' end up spun out
12 AM, she dancing in the kitchen
Hard to keep it optimistic if you watch the television
Nowadays, you just wanna turn the shades in the bedroom
I can't lay here forever, I just gotta get out
Gave myself a new route
I keep some girls like Lou Will
I got the strength to step back
I got the sense to pull out
I can't lie, it's in the back of my mind to stay in it
If I ended up pulling out late, I ain't tripping, hold up
All I wanna do is sing to you
I can't help but sing about you
Got a nice ring to it
This shit put through the wringer
Really glad I made it through it
If it really means to something to you, you better prove it
12 AM, its big KY shit
12 AM, she raking up the cash now
4 AM, she cash out
She walkin with a cash cow
Make it home and pass out
Crash before you blackout
Why you gotta lash out
Arguments we drag out
When I dip, you dip
Lately I've been off the shits
Baby makin', makin' hits
They starting to look just like my son
She always swallow my kids
I got the blueprint, I got the whole damn kit
I've been at it since a kid
Give myself a chance to miss
Kentucky Bluegrass visions go as wide as the ocean
Got my eyes wide open when I sit and think about it
Got no time to reminisce
KY
12 AM
12 AM
My mouth is dry as fuck
Only 60 seconds in a minute
Not a single one matters when I'm sitting here with you
If you got the time then go spend it
God forbid you ever lose it 'cause you can't go get it
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Spoon
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