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Song title: Jeezy - Benihana

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(Verse)
I had peas, I had keys and that’s just on open doors
Had a house full of 10 white girls, Georgia Shore
Got a thing for Ferraris, Ghinis outdoor
And I treat em like my bitches, in and out em like they whores
I say I love the way you grind but you shine even better
When I take that kind of shine I’m on my grind even better
Got me hyped up in Valejo, they say they got that yayo
They say it’s weighin up like a big bag of potatoes
Something out them freak hoes, a song to my ego
Damn right I’m talkin chips like a big bag of Doritos
Whip that pistol and that work all day, we amigos
Man what’s it take to brighten up your day? 30 kilos
You can send the clucker so you don’t know me sucka
I ain’t no type of wuss, I take yo grandma to Augusta
I hit the highway, Rush Hour, Chris Tucker
I’m ridin dolo, Lethal Weapon, Danny Glover

(Hook)
I know it’s gotta make ya wonder, my chain lightning and thunder
10 years in the game, now I keep from going under
Got money in my bags but let’s blow it on marijuana
I’ll whip right here in yo face, Benihanas
Whip right here in yo face, Benihanas
Don’t make me whip right here in yo face, Benihanas
Gotta make you wonder, keep him going under
I’ll whip right here in yo face, Benihanas

Yea, hah! Paladeen, we in the kitchen nigga (kitchen nigga)
Hey! I’m at GO’s cookin chicken nigga
Huh! Greg Max, yeah we pitch a nigga
They call him Frank Lucas cus he snitchin nigga

(Verse)
Spot, doin numbers, got a valet car
I was 30 minute wait, I was standin at a bar
No shirt, iced out hoe… Liberace
Stand up over the stove, cook it right in front you, Abace
Nigga try to repeat the recipe with ace and shrimps
I be done
Number lobster for the mobster
Fish fish fish, yo salmon want beef, nigga what’s happenin?
Cook it well done, filet mignon
Scramble the eggs, chop the onions
Shit stink, baby say it smell like funions
Rock on the shelf, no Raekwon though
Karate chop that chicken… taekwondo

Yea, hah! Paladeen, we in the kitchen nigga (kitchen nigga)
Hey! I’m at GO’s cookin chicken nigga
Huh! Greg Max, yeah we pitch a nigga
They call him Frank Lucas cus he snitchin nigga

(Verse)
Fire fire fire, killed him double life
See through combination give me double rights
Poltergeist got your girl freakin out
Put me on the bar so I’mma hammer, fuck er way to ball
City locked and I got my semi cocked
Pull up in that motherfucker with the titties out
Put me on the block, bet I’m selling out
Put me on a boat, yea I’m sellin out
Got my bank account hyperventilating
If I say fuck you that mean I’m penetrating
Real nigga shit, I represent the south side
I spell it with a F and the F stand for fire!

Yea, hah! Paladeen, we in the kitchen nigga (kitchen nigga)
Hey! I’m at GO’s cookin chicken nigga
Huh! Greg Max, yeah we pitch a nigga
They call him Frank Lucas cus he snitchin nigga