Finger Food (feat. Benny Troung)

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Eat it like some finger food, shawty got the freshest fruit
Catch me with my fingers in my mouth to clean the residue (ooh)
Hand up in the cookie jar, clothes look like a crumb trail
When the juices stop flowing I know that I've done well
Switching up her plans, yakitori in Japan
A metaphor for getting skewered by this cock again
She treat her legs like an artichoke dip and some bread
Hit the Heimlich from behind her while she soaking up the bed
Shawty got a little cake, no thickness, her ass a dessert sampler
Saw the game that she was getting and was like "shit you deserve batter"
I be muffled by her oven like "shh you ain't heard chatter"
I can't keep my hands off it like a kid who ain't learned manners (don't touch that)
Stuck to me like honey bun, her girls hate me
Pastry to her friends how she's flaking
She just wanna taste me, draw lines and erase me
Finger-painting on her palette, Mona Lisa say cheese (smile)
Finger-licking good baby, yeah I got them buckets for ya
Dinner and a show, I turn you to a finger puppet
Tugging on them hamstrings even though you suck at yoga
Yogurt covered pretzel how you look like when we f*ck
She want a handsome one to spoon, I be slurping out her bowl
Yeah this the anthem of the room, some chicken noodle for your soul
You got the dough then I'ma knead it
I hope you don't got yeast
Some anaerobic respiration when she ventilate my meat
Like some finger food
That good nutrition yeah I'm tryna get up into you
You want some wealth I'm in your mouth just like the silver spoon
And like some ribs I got my bib now what we finna do, yeah, uh
Eat it like some finger food
That good nutrition yeah I'm tryna get up into you
You want some wealth I'm in your mouth just like the silver spoon
And like some ribs I got my bib now what we finna do
Eat it like some finger food
When things get steamy, my zucchini boutta get creamy
Put it in her yellowtail raw like sashimi
Oh you off the pill? Now I'm mad and I'm screaming
6 months later I'm a dad to some preemies
Oil in the pan you get it heated to the smoke point
Low and slow, ease the tension like you smoke joint
But that smoke ring, that's where all the flavor at
So when we finish bend it over lemme savor that
When things get heated up you like a mushroom in the pan
The way you drip don't leave me much room in my pants
Snap me nudes and I be zoomin like enhance,
You so bella baby put me in a trance, acting goofy I ain't talking bout my stance
And your old dude looking ugly yeah he rancid
And when he's fully hard is like me when I'm flaccid
Skirt that skirt steak and come get you some wagyu
I'm A5 you a 10 I gotta have you
Yo, Rolex, Complex,
Here we go, uh, uh
I'm at the Chick-fil-A, I'm tryna find a bitch to lay
If she don't like my dick today
I'm gonna have to get the KY Jelly
Do ya feel me? Beating off inside the lavatory
Some came and caught me
Dawg, I'm sorry, I was horny (my bad)
I was hungry, I was fiending
I can't comprehend a meaning
There's a wiener in my jeans
I think it really needs some squeezing
Grip it through with force
In the nude of course
She's on her period (naked)
It look like Jewish borscht (Oy vey)
That's a soup, motherfucker
I'm the truth, motherfucker
Got a sweet tooth
I got a Baby Ruth, motherfucker
Suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it
Til it shoots, motherfucker
Semen in her mouth,
Sticking to the roof, motherfucker
We at Hooters, motherfucker
Finger food, motherfucker
Complex and Rolex is in the booth, motherfucker
Man we was hella bent, and she was hella thick
Told her don't bite it
Pull the white up out of mozzarella sticks
Like some finger food
That good nutrition yeah I'm tryna get up into you
You want some wealth I'm in your mouth just like the silver spoon
And like some ribs I got my bib now what we finna do, yeah, uh
Eat it like some finger food
That good nutrition yeah I'm tryna get up into you
You want some wealth I'm in your mouth just like the silver spoon
And like some ribs I got my bib now what we finna do
Eat it like some finger food
My alfredo sauce can heal a nation
F*ck a cop I'm bringing home the bacon
Cross contamination is the standard
Redistribute my nut, Bernie Sanders
And you can feed me grapes on my catamaran
I'll put a smile on your face like the gingerbread man
Got the candles, lube, and music, that's mise en place
Getting freaky up at Rancho with your knees on grass
And if you new to the kitchen I'll pop a cherry like Bubly
Oh you very voluptuous, couldn't handle the gluttony
Cause that booty turn me to a foodie, and this dick about to make a groupie
Have you seen Chef? We could f*ck around and make a movie
Baby so sweet need some insulin
Got you gasping on my dick like it's cinnamon
Like a sampler how we trying all of these positions and
I'm about to plate you up and leave you looking Michelin

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