Lyrics:
It's mealtime baby
I am ready, and can not wait
First, you need to
Wash your hands (Wash wash wash)
Wear a bib (Yes Mom)
Choose eating utensils (Hmm
Sitting down for so long we do believe it is time
Everyone is entitled to food at mealtime
'Til then, we'll struggle for rights, no more racial fights
I would describe myself like a landscape I've studied
At length
In detail
Like a word I'm coming to understand
Like a pitcher I pour from at mealtime
oooo oooo
But in our kitchen, a beacon of light,
Coco Pops, you make everything right.
Coco Pops for the dinner win,
Mealtime fun that's not a sin.
You're the answer to my mealtime prayer
cnd you could be wearing only cheese
Or an assortment of toppings
You're so beautiful, you're beautiful to me
Passing by the men in line, in uniform
Did you recognize your dad when he tried to smile?
Mealtimes go by and nights are louder now
What did you
I'll stand my ground
'Cause when it comes to fries, I don't mess around (yeah)
No! (no!) You can't have my fries (no!)
My golden treasure, mealtime highs
Fuck you day fuck you time of day
fuck you breakfast
fuck you food
fuck you mealtime
fuck you bedtime
fuck you Dartford
fuck you London
fuck you
a fly running high
Confused are you?
Mealtime, tainted mind
Knocking over ashtrays
I see her on top of the hill
Catatonic despite her will
I hear her
cripples me daily
Oblivious to bowel or intestine
You only see the mouth
Every mealtime is just a lesson
The dining room is just your classroom
the fat cat king
His appetite is like a bottomless spring
No one can stop him when he's on the prowl
Every mealtime, he lets out a mighty howl
Polo demands
Verse 1
(Midas) I’m Midas the king, I do like my mealtimes,
It’s one of life’s pleasures I do enjoy.
My most important members of staff
Are
recline
Justyce cooking up I guess its mealtime
Gotta cock my glock just for the night time
I might let her smash at the Right time
But she gotta go for
on the highway
no one's going my way
Looking for good times
I spent all my cash in an alley smoking hash
And it's mealtime
Brother can you hear me?
I'm lonely
Mealtime manners I don't get
I'm fat as fuck, I'm fat as fuck
I'm so fiddle, come look at me after the fact, I'll sing you a riddle
See what I ate, I
But there's only one ticket to ride
The shutter man who'd fidgeted and thought about mealtime
Paid attention when nudged from the side
By the terse man
Doctor Flamboyant owns a feeling
Poor boy's late for mealtime meals
Brink of death, mortician
Lower inhibition
Volition of a Christian on a plain
Long-awaited mealtime
Primal instinct growls
Spices flavour in the air
Let me taste your sauce
Atmosphere is heating
I can smell your juice
Drop is
How not to fall
In the middle of it all
I look at crocuses
And how the blossoms came too early
And how a bird leaps at mealtime
Two, three times in
Ev'rybody's tryna make the oil burn slow
Sure to let the pipes drip some
Turnin' down the kettle till the coil don't glow
Sweepin' up a mealtime crumb
I'll
go to Gucci to mingle
Got 'em hot nose like a single
I make a left, hit the blinker
Hublot or the AP, both of 'em cost 80 piece
Mealtime, y'all can
don't call me now I'm at mealtime
In the meantime
Like an enzyme
We had to catalyze his soul and his lifetime in the daylight
Shawty said she liked us
hesitate with fear
You won't be getting out of here
Every mealtime tension on her plate
cs she forces down each mouthful
Terrified of what he's thinking
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