2 Cooks (in the Kitchen)

[Chorus – trap‑cabaret twist] Two cooks in the kitchen, fire burnin’ hot, one’s got the recipe, the other does not. step out of my spot. Get your finger out of my pot [Verse ] Two cooks in the kitchen, never works out right, one wants the sugar, the other wants spice. He’s got the bread, and I’m the butter, This ain’t dinner — I’m late‑night supper. [Breakdown – drums drop out, bass + snaps only Spoken, sly, over bass walk] Yes, I might make a mess of breakfast, burn the biscuits. That’s alright though — charcoal’s good for your teeth. Don’t worry about me… just do the dishes. Honestly, some witches just don't know their black salt! [Verse] Pan with the power, I pour the potion, Heart in my palm, I stir the motion. I keep him on his toes — always hoppin’, Percolator’s poppin’, my pressure cooker’s pipin’ — [Stage Cue]: [Make a sucking sound through the teeth, like you touched something hot and pulled back fast.] Shhssshh HOT! If you can’t stand the heat… get out of my kitchen!!! (crowd snaps, stomp cue, horns punch back in) [Whispers] (Don't touch that....) [Chorus – trap‑cabaret twist] Two cooks in the kitchen, fire burnin’ hot, one’s got the recipe, the other does not. step out of my spot. Get your finger out of my pot [Outro – playful tag] {Talking} Yeah, He don't need nothin you cookin' Whatever... All that you got over there just gon' give my man gassss.