Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Food , by - JME. Song from the album History:, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.02.2011
Record label: Boy Better Know Entertainment
Song language: English
Food |
| My belly hurts |
| My belly is hurting me |
| My belly hurts blud |
| I want some food blud |
| Yo, yo |
| Food! |
| Blud, my belly is hurting me blud |
| Food! |
| I’m hungry, I want some |
| Food! |
| I’m hungry and I want some flipping |
| Food! |
| Food! |
| I want some kebab rudeboy |
| As soon as I step foot in the shop |
| I know that I don’t know what I want |
| Chicken doner, kofte kebab or |
| Lamb shish, or a mixed special |
| Sometimes I get a kofte |
| Or some next one I can’t say properly (lahmacun) |
| I’m so hungry I’m bitin' my lips |
| Flippin' hell just get a portion of chips |
| Blud that’s too much salt on my chips |
| I been bitin' my lips, are you thick, it stings |
| I’ve lost my appetite, lickin' the salt off my lips |
| Throw the chips in the bin |
| Normal, walk out the shop |
| Don’t forget to say, «Thank you boss» (Ayy, safe, safe) |
| Walk to my yard, soon as I land |
| Go find a toilet and jam |
| Food! |
| Don’t you love it when you get some real good |
| Food! |
| Not going out on street and eating all of that junk |
| Food! |
| All that take-away and all that shit |
| Food! |
| I want some McD’s… McDonald’s! |
| So I pull up, at the drive-thru |
| They like to call it the McDrive |
| I’m waiting there for my food |
| The lady comes, I look in her eyes |
| «Ay, yo, yo!», then I start bussin' up |
| At the drive through I always joke |
| I ask for a large orange coke |
| Or sometimes I ask for a small large fries (Some chips) |
| I’m in my early twenties |
| Pushin' a whip but I’m payin' in pennies |
| When you get burgers, always check 'em |
| I eat burgers in fifteen seconds |
| Ketchup all over my face |
| Sesame seeds all over the place |
| As if that wasn’t enough to spoil it |
| Go home spend two days on the toilet |
| Food! |
| Go home and eat some of that good |
| Food! |
| After you been out on road, shottin' that |
| Food! |
| Come and get a big munch, munch that |
| Food! |
| On no eediat ting, rudeboy |
| Nah man, I ain’t got no Ps today |
| So I sit in my yard and check MySpace |
| As per usual my belly rumbles |
| Here comes mum to save the day |
| I say, «Good afternoon», fix my face |
| Then ask mum to fix me a plate |
| Be polite if she’s in a good mood |
| I know I’ll get some of that good food |
| Rice, plantain, but no ackee |
| I’m Nigerian, I deal with shaki |
| Trust me, it might not sound nice |
| But I box 'dat back with ground rice |
| I ain’t on a hype ting either |
| I wash it down with a glass of water |
| And when I fill up my tummy |
| Don’t forget to say thank you mummy (Thanks mum, thanks mum) |
| Food! |
| Some good food, good |
| Food! |
| Food! |
| Food! |