Hell's Kitchen (Radio Edit)

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Kenny K. Royal

Kenny K. Royal is a musical artist who is known for his soulful voice and versatile music style. He has been active in the music industry for several years and has gained a loyal fan base. Kenny's music often incorporates elements of R&B, jazz, and gospel, creating a unique and captivating sound. He has released multiple albums and has collaborated with various renowned musicians throughout his career. With his powerful vocals and heartfelt lyrics, Kenny K. Royal continues to impress and connect with listeners around the world. more »

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Hot out the oven
Getcha taste buds ready, hitta
Seasoned to the taste
Is it too much
(Ready, hitta)
Known to pack a punch
Is ya pallet delicate
Cause it's an uppercut
(Yeah, It's an uppercut)
So run the price up
Is these hittas broke
(Is you broke)
When the cookie fire
Hittas sell they soul
(They sell they soul)
All these snitches mad now
Cause they hittas hellbound
Tell a hatin' pro meet us 9 circles down
Eyes so smokey, got a glare that'll burn a witch
Posters on his wall, but he swearin' he don't know the kid
If I shoot my shot, never miss; only know the swish
I'm the blueprint dressed in black. Thanks for noticin'
Messin up the scene. If I go, a fiasco
If I whip these hips, catchin' men like a lasso
Sis, Ima star! Welcome back to my channel
Competition found dead. Got they heads on my mantle
Sugar, Spice, and everything nice
That's what these girls are made of
(What you made of)
But a witch like me gets a lil fiesty
And the Gods have killed for this flavor
Hot out the oven
Getcha taste buds ready, hitta
Seasoned to the taste
Is it too much
(Ready, hitta)
Known to pack a punch
Is ya pallet delicate
Cause it's an uppercut
(Yeah, It's an uppercut)
So run the price up
Is these hittas broke
(Is you broke)
When the cookie fire
Hittas sell they soul
(They sell they soul)
All these snitches mad now
Cause they hittas hellbound
Tell a hatin' pro meet us 9 circles down
Ripped from the pages of the Bad Witch Cookbook
Burnt the sage up. Can't copy this lookbook
Keep em on they toes. Gotta leave the girls shookbook
Never take my crown. Oh, I wish a snitch could-book
Hittas steppin up aint gotta pinch of my power
Always on top; castin' shadows like towers
A presence like this make a basic snitch cower
Overheatin' these men, gott'em takin' cold showers
Sugar, Spice and everything nice
That's what these girls are made of
(What you made of)
But a witch like me gets a lil fiesty
And the odds are forever in my favor
Hot out the oven
Getcha taste buds ready, hitta
Seasoned to the taste
Is it too much
(Ready, hitta)
Known to pack a punch
Is ya pallet delicate
Cause it's an uppercut
(Yeah, It's an uppercut)
So run the price up
Is these hittas broke
(Is you broke)
When the cookie fire
Hittas sell they soul
(They sell they soul)
All these snitches mad now
Cause they hittas hellbound
Tell a hatin' pro meet us 9 circles down

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