Imani Coppola
The Kitchen
[Verse 1]
He be getting out of the, getting out of the kitchen
When he's finally heard enough of your b-b-bitching
Down the drain go your hopes and your wedding wishes
And leave you nothing but a pile of d-d-dishes

[Pre-Chorus]
Girls be flipping and guys be tripping
One foot out the door, it's like a dance, flip-dip
There was a relationship
But we ain't dancing anymore

[Chorus]
Your kitchen's up in flames
There ain't no one to blame but yourself
Your nitpicking drive a man insane
Woman, that kind of heat
Can give a man a heart attack
Once you burn them bridges
You can’t never go back, hey, hey, hey

[Verse 2]
Kitchen ain't easy on a m-m-man
From the fire to the f-f-frying p-p-pan
From one human to another
It ain't right to hit your lover
It goes over like a c-c-c-can of spam
[Pre-Chorus]
Here's a tip, you're gonna flip
If you don't get a grip, stop giving that lip
You got that fed up, better give some head up
Instead of eating all his bread up

[Chorus]
Your kitchen's up in flames
There ain't no one to blame but yourself
Your nitpicking will drive a man insane
Woman, that kind of heat
Can give a man a heart attack
Once you burn them bridges
You can’t never go back, hey, hey, hey

[Verse 3]
No use crying over spilled milk
When some thing's gone bad
There ain't no way back
Check the expiration date before it's too late
Ain't the pot c-c-calling the kettle black

[Pre-Chorus]
Take it from a girl who really knows it well
Every single one I had went straight to hell
You can achieve world peace with your tone of voice
Or start World War III, it's your choice
[Chorus]
Your kitchen's up in flames
There ain't no one to blame but yourself
Your nitpicking will drive a man insane
Woman, that kind of heat
Can give a man a heart attack
Once you burn them bridges
You can’t never go back, hey, hey, hey