Fuck Food Lyrics - Tech N9ne

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Yeah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Aaaahh-ah-ah
(She's mine)
Aaaahh-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
(She's miiine)
Aaahh

[Tech N9ne]

Mmm
Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue
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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’ma sight 'em like white on the right bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat one
Action-packed wit’ a rack and a little bit of that Jack she’s past done
Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I'll bag
and put a bitch in a sack and I'll break 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 drip out, Romani Kandi
That’s 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she’s
Seven threes, hot egg and cheese for Pain Tech and Weeze

[T-Pain]

I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(The girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sure look like fuck 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 (her in the back with a baby)

(Girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me)

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[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 Q-Tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, ’cause I’m a nasty motherfucker
Yeah, I eat that pussy like the last supper
Yeah, I beat that pussy 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’ her bed
Fuck 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 fuck food, baby, come taste it
Tunechi!

[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’ [Wayne: Uh!]
But you know I ain’t playin’ [Uh!]
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(The girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me [I say the girl sure look like fuck food to me])

Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby ['ey!]
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby

(The girl sure look like fuck food to me [girl sure look like fuck food to me])
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me [I say the girl sure look like fuck food to me])

Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeated)

[Tech N9ne]

When I get my mittens on this kitten
She’ll be bitten, then she missin’
‘Cause she fucked up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex men
If you think you got a nigga, say it witcha chest in
I’m gon’ be your sex friend, rippin’ off her dress, then
Nibblin’ on her neck and I’m makin’ her wet wit’ no question
Yeah, animal magnetism, no 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 nigga fast to stick ‘em
And I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack and 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's focused, as I be trippin’ over broads, fuck it
The policy we keep is cards shuffled
The bitch’ll wanna let her jaws touch us, ball-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?)
I'm stressed, you agree, that she stuck doin' for fee
But the girl sho’ look like fuck food to me, 'ey

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 fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me)

I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(The girls sho’ look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sho’ look like fuck 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

(Girls sho’ look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sho’ look like fuck 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, mine, mine
Mine






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