****_Food歌词

Uh now put that ***** on my lip and dip
Yeah let's make a movie I'ma flip the script
Yeah I wax that ass like Q-Tip
Yeah float in that ***** like a cruise ship
Uh 'cause I'm a nasty ************
Yeah I eat that ***** like the last supper
Yeah I beat that ***** like brass knuckles
Heh she call me daddy and she scream "Uncle"
Open up and spread I'm pullin' her hair she pullin' my dreads
I'm breakin' her off we breakin' the bed
**** her like a dog she shakin' her leg
I'm killin' it soft I'm makin' it red
I'm makin' her talk I'm makin' her beg
I'm makin' her crawl I'm makin' her run
I'm makin' it numb I'm makin' it cum I am
Young Weezy F.BABY
She wish she could make a copy of my **** and save it
(Ha-ha) Now close your mouth don't waste it
I got that **** food baby come taste it
Tunechi!
I know what you sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my **** sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like **** food to me)
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
Spin hat booty 'round drop it to the ground let it make a sound do-do it baby
Do it like that lemme see the kitty-kat then I hit it from the back for the baby
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
When I get my mittens on this kitten
She'll be bitten then she missin'
Cause she ****** up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex-men
If you think you got it ***** say it witcha chest then
I'm gon' be your *** friend rippin' off her dress then
Nibblin' on her neck and I'm makin' her wet wit' no question
Yeah animal magnetism the sadomasochism
Got way mo' cash to give 'em but they don't ask just twist 'em
I don't have to give 'em stacks for me to mash within 'em
I'm they master hit 'em with a lash and a ***** fast to stick 'em
And I like 'em all colors multi-mack can make 'em all love us
And make 'em do all of us and we don't be trippin' on it 'cause we all brothers
Y'all slippers as I be trippin' over broads **** it
The currency see he keep his cards shuffled
The *****'ll wanna let her jaws touch us jaw-crushers
Anybody outside don't get much news from me
Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who's the G?)
This rush you agree this is stuff dude for fee
But the girls sho' look like **** food to me ay
I don't know what you feel
I don't know what you think
I don't know what you see my *****
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
I know what you sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my **** sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
Spin that booty 'round drop it to the ground let it make a sound do-do it baby
Do it like that lemme see the kitty-kat then I hit it from the back for the baby
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
(Girl sure look like **** food to me)
Now you see what I see
The lady's mine mine mine mine mine
Now you see what I see (can you see?)
The lady's mine mine
She's mine mine mine (she's mine) mine