"In The Kitchen (remix)" by R. Kelly

[R. Kelly - Talking] 
Nah, look man enough is enough man 
Y'all need to leave me alone, on the real 
I mean can't y'all see I love y'all, damn 
I mean no matter what y'all say or try to do to me, I'm
gonna love you anyway 
You know what I'm saying, what y'all need to do let me go on
do this music, you know what I'm saying 
I mean, what a gotta do, what I gotta do? Give y'all all my
money, all my cars, my houses, my clothes, what? 
I don't owe you nothing man Go get a God damn job dawg,
shit, leave me alone get a job 
You don't owe me nothing, I owe you nothing, you know what
I'm saying 
I am just trying to give y'all this music, make y'all feel
good, you know what I'm saying 
That's all I'm trying to do. Let me do that, let the R do
that, will ya? 
Mmm... 

[Chorus:] 
Sex in the kitchen nigga,(whoo! Yeah) 
Over by the stove (ho!) 
(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) 
From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) 
Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) 
By the buttered rolls (ho!) 
(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' 
Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) 
Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) 
On your tippy toes (ho!) 
(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) 
So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) 
Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed 
And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) 
Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) 

[Verse 1:] 
Let's get together like a cookout baby 
You bring the beer and I'ma bump some 'Sadie' 
Hook up some of that chicken baby 
And oh yeah, and don't forget the rice and gravy 
It's about to be a party at my crib 
Got Hennessee, juice and Belvedere 
Got chicks in swimsuits up in here 
No po, no haters, no tricks in here 
Hey y'all, whassup, whassup 
Got bounce juice in my cup 
Mama makin' [ass] jump up 
Sh**t she don't get no f**k 
Ain't gotta worry 'bout complainin' ass neighbours 
'Cause your boy is sittin' on some acres 
Dip low in the SLR (whoo!) 
Come and take a ride in my super car 
Scattered linen when you rollin' with a player 
Shoppin' sprees when you rollin' with a player 
At that bar when you rollin' with a player 
Big chips when you rollin' with a player 
The party's almost over 
So baby tell me what you gon' do 
Open that door, put them out 
Close that door, me and you 

[Chorus:] 
Sex in the kitchen (whoo! Yeah) 
Over by the stove (ho!) 
(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) 
>From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) 
Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) 
By the buttered rolls (ho!) 
(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' 
Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) 
Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) 
On your tippy toes (ho!) 
(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) 
So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) 
Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed 
And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) 
Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) 

[Verse 2:] 
Got the whirl pool bubblin' up 
Got two fine chicks tryna double 'em up (uh) 
Got top so I'm shakin' it up (uh) 
When it come to the [#%&@] I just can't get enough (oh!)

This party looks like a club 
You see in my eyes and I'm buzzed 
I've been drinkin' twenty four hours 
So fucked up you know a nigga need a shower 
I pull up in the wide body (ho) 
You know a nigga know somebody (ho) 
And e'rbody in here know me (ho) 
And somebody knows somebody (ho) 
Look at my wrists ain't I so damn freeze? (Yo) 
Look at my clothes ain't I so damn clean? (Yo) 
Look at the bar ain't I so damn sheen? (Yo) 
Look at my style I am so damn me (oh) 
I got a song out doin' good 
Nigga goin' platinum 'cause I kept it hood 
I hear the crowd over here goin' (ho!) 
I hear the crowd over there goin' (ho!) 
That's why I get to show 'em this life 
Turned it out and now I'm ready to fly 
And now I'm on my way to the after party 
'Til six in the mornin' I'ma be naughty 
Put this CD in your Jeep (put this CD in your Jeep) 
Play it 'til it cracks the CD 
Some of y'all be doubtin' me (hey, hey, hey, hey) 
But I can do this in my sleep 

[Chorus:] 
Sex in the kitchen (whoo! Yeah) 
Over by the stove (ho!) 
(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) 
>From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) 
Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) 
By the buttered rolls (ho!) 
(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' 
Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) 
Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) 
On your tippy toes (ho!) 
(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) 
So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) 
Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed 
And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) 
Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) 

[Bridge:] 
Here we are, in this kitchen, kitchen 
Sexin' each other from feet to head 
Now, some folks may raise the question 
"Why can't they just get a bed?" 
Yeah, there ain't nothin' wrong 
With us in the kitchen gettin' it on, no 
Girl, it's like five hundred degrees and here we are 
By the cabinet do's, by the stove 
Hot buttered rolls on your tippy-toes 

[Chorus:] [2x] 
Sex in the kitchen (whoo! Yeah) 
Over by the stove (ho!) 
(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) 
>From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) 
Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) 
By the buttered rolls (ho!) 
(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' 
Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) 
Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) 
On your tippy toes (ho!) 
(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) 
So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) 
Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed 
And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) 
Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) 
[Fade Out]