| I ain’t never ate like this before
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| You don’t understand
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| You don’t know what I’ve been through
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| Naw mean?
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| You 'bout to go above and beyond right now
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| I threw up in a food desert
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| Ate dirt, I’ma do better
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| Ya’ll old school, I got knew cheddar
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| I said fuck food, I’ma choose sweaters, yeah
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| I bought me a rolly, so I could eat the stones
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| I’m poppin' little bitty bottles, cause I drink cologne
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| What that mean? |
| It mean yesterday I ain’t have things
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| I was tired of having these black beans
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| So today I’m eatin' that flat screen, yeah
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| On my boulevard, we ain’t got no cookie jar
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| For desert we eatin' Michael Jordan rookie cards
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| That’s big league
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| Money salad, that shit’s green
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| And I’m home, snackin' on comic books
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| Amazin' fantasy, fifteen
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| Feed me fashion, I’m Galactus
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| Chewin' on your universe
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| Keep your sushi, I’m too bougie
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| Fry me up that Gucci purse
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| They said dinner’s at 9, I pushed for earlier
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| I pushed the menus aside and said cook this furniture
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| I got that brand new money
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| Yeah, I just got paid
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| I’m tradin' money
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| For them gold gold chains
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| I got mills, I’ll eat grills
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| I’ll eat hunned dollar bills
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| I’m feelin' like a million bucks
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| Baby, I eat how I feel
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| I don’t eat food, no, I eat the plates
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| All the forks and knives
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| 'Fore we speak the grace
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| Want the birthday candles
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| I don’t need the cake
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| I bite the hand that feeds me
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| 'Fore I eat the grapes, yeah
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| Expensive taste
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| I eat Louis sandals and even Gucci
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| Groupies with edible drawers
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| But we just eat the coochie
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| My ex, ha, if I eat the cookies, that’s X-box
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| Little Playstation with some red hot
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| She got junk food and I’m Red Fox, yeah
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| If only barbie knew
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| She’d bar me from the Bar-B-Que
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| After I eat the bar and grill
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| I might eat barbie too
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| Yeah that white girl
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| That tie laces too tight girl
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| With a snack or meal
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| She with the man of steel
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| So I keep on feedin' her pipe, girl
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| Put that crack up on a cracker
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| Then I feed it to the birds
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| Make a rapper eat a wrapper
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| Then I make him eat his words
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| Come eat these nouns and verbs
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| Get what you now deserve
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| I sprinkle sugar on shhh
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| And call it Brown 'N Serve |