F**k Food
by Tech N9ne
Yeah
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah
Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Yeah-uh
(She's mine)
Uh-ah-oh-oh
(She's mine)
Tech
Mmmm, yum a stick of 5 gum is the
taste on my tongue but for the right one
I'll spit it out and place her right on
The night's young, meaning we minus
the bright sun and I'm numb like I'm
inside 'em like white on a rye bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit' a fat
one. Action-packed wit' a rack and
a lil bit of that 'yac. She's passed done.
Got a 36 pack of magnums. I'm Vlad and
I'm back. I'll put a bitch in a sack
and bring her back. And then i gotta go
and leave a lash from the passion.
(I'm crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don't give a damn that I'm manic
Even though I'm so shady
Baby girl, but don't play me
I ain't tryna have no babies, but
baby you braised and so savory
Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight,
so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drop out
Romantic Candy
That's 11 G's, angel from heaven, she's
seven threes hot egg and cheese
for Pain, Tech, and Weez
Chorus
I know what you're sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
T-Pain
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
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Ohohohohoh
Lil Wayne
Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip
Yeah, let's make a movie, I'ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like a Q-tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, 'cause I'ma nasty mother f*cker
Heh I eat that pussy like the last supper
Heh I beat that pussy like brass knuckles
Heh she calls me daddy but screams "UNCLE"
Open up and spread, I'm pullin' her hair,
she's pullin' my dreads. I'm breakin' her off,
we breakin' the bed. F*ck 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 dick and save it
(Ha ha) Now close your mouth, don't waste it
I got that f*ck food, baby, come taste it.
Tunechi!
Chorus
I know what you're sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
T-Pain
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
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Ohohohohoh
Tech
When i get my mittens on this kitten
she'll be bitten, then she missin'
'cause she f*cked up and let the Tech in
Cancelled all her ex men
If you think you got it nigga,
say it wit' your chest then
I'm gon' be your sex friend
rippin' off her dress then
Nibblin' on her neck and I'ma make her wet
wit' no question. Yeah animal magnetism,
the sadomasochism. Got way more cash ta 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 their master, hit 'em with a lash, and a nigga fast to stick 'em
And I like 'em all colors, multi-mack can make 'em all love
and make 'em do all of us, and we don't be trippin' on it
'cause we all brothers
Y'all strippers, as i be trippin' over broads, f*ck it
The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled
The bitch'll wanna let her jaw 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 stuff dude for free
Lil' Wayne
But the girls sho' look
like f*ck food to me, aye
T-Pain
I don't know what you feel
I don't know what you think
I don't know what you see, my nigga
(The girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
Chorus
I know what you're sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
T-Pain
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
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck 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 (she's mine) mine, mine, mine, mine,
Mine (she's mine)
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Lyrics submitted by Jeremy.
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah
Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Yeah-uh
(She's mine)
Uh-ah-oh-oh
(She's mine)
Tech
Mmmm, yum a stick of 5 gum is the
taste on my tongue but for the right one
I'll spit it out and place her right on
The night's young, meaning we minus
the bright sun and I'm numb like I'm
inside 'em like white on a rye bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit' a fat
one. Action-packed wit' a rack and
a lil bit of that 'yac. She's passed done.
Got a 36 pack of magnums. I'm Vlad and
I'm back. I'll put a bitch in a sack
and bring her back. And then i gotta go
and leave a lash from the passion.
(I'm crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don't give a damn that I'm manic
Even though I'm so shady
Baby girl, but don't play me
I ain't tryna have no babies, but
baby you braised and so savory
Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight,
so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drop out
Romantic Candy
That's 11 G's, angel from heaven, she's
seven threes hot egg and cheese
for Pain, Tech, and Weez
Chorus
I know what you're sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
T-Pain
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
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Ohohohohoh
Lil Wayne
Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip
Yeah, let's make a movie, I'ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like a Q-tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, 'cause I'ma nasty mother f*cker
Heh I eat that pussy like the last supper
Heh I beat that pussy like brass knuckles
Heh she calls me daddy but screams "UNCLE"
Open up and spread, I'm pullin' her hair,
she's pullin' my dreads. I'm breakin' her off,
we breakin' the bed. F*ck 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 dick and save it
(Ha ha) Now close your mouth, don't waste it
I got that f*ck food, baby, come taste it.
Tunechi!
Chorus
I know what you're sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
T-Pain
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
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
Oh-Ohohohohoh
Tech
When i get my mittens on this kitten
she'll be bitten, then she missin'
'cause she f*cked up and let the Tech in
Cancelled all her ex men
If you think you got it nigga,
say it wit' your chest then
I'm gon' be your sex friend
rippin' off her dress then
Nibblin' on her neck and I'ma make her wet
wit' no question. Yeah animal magnetism,
the sadomasochism. Got way more cash ta 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 their master, hit 'em with a lash, and a nigga fast to stick 'em
And I like 'em all colors, multi-mack can make 'em all love
and make 'em do all of us, and we don't be trippin' on it
'cause we all brothers
Y'all strippers, as i be trippin' over broads, f*ck it
The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled
The bitch'll wanna let her jaw 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 stuff dude for free
Lil' Wayne
But the girls sho' look
like f*ck food to me, aye
T-Pain
I don't know what you feel
I don't know what you think
I don't know what you see, my nigga
(The girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
Chorus
I know what you're sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
T-Pain
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
(Girls sure look like f*ck food to me)
(Girl-Girls sure look like f*ck 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 (she's mine) mine, mine, mine, mine,
Mine (she's mine)
---
Lyrics submitted by Jeremy.
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