Tech N9ne - ***** Food Lyrics
YeahAh-ah-ahAh-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ahYeahYeah-uh(Can you see?)Aaaahh-ah-ah(She's mine)Aaaahh-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ah(She's miiine)Aaahh[Tech N9ne]MmmYum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongueBut for the right one, I’ll spit it out and place her right onThe night’s young, meaning we minus the bright sunAnd I’m numb like I’ma sight 'em like white on the right bunLike that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat oneAction-packed wit’ a rack and a little bit of that Jack she’s past doneGot a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I'll bagand put a ***** in a sack and I'll break her backAnd then I gotta go and leave a lash from the passion(I’m crazy) Sick as hell for the ladiesThey don’t give a damn that I’m manicEven though I’m so shadyBaby girl, but don’t play meI ain’t tryna have no babies, but babyYou braised and so savoryWanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt meI just wanna bite you and watch you drip out, Romani KandiThat’s 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she’sSeven 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 jeansAnd oh-oh(The girl sure look like ***** food to me)(Girl-girl sure look like ***** food to me)Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, babyDo it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit (her in the back with a baby)(Girls sure look like ***** food to me)(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me)Oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh[Lil Wayne]Uh, now put that ***** on my lip and dipYeah, let’s make a movie, I’ma flip the scriptYeah, I wax that ass like Q-TipYeah, float in that ***** like a cruise shipUh, ’cause I’m a nasty mother*****erYeah, I eat that ***** like the last supperYeah, I beat that ***** like brass knucklesHeh, she call me daddy and she scream “Uncleâ€Open up and spread, I’m pullin’ her hair, she pullin’ my dreadsI’m breakin’ her off, we breakin’ her bed***** her like a dog, she shakin’ her legI’m killin’ it soft, I’m makin’ it redI’m makin’ her talk, I’m makin’ her begI’m makin’ her crawl, I’m makin’ her runI’m makin’ it numb, I’m makin’ it cum, I amYoung Weezy F. BabyShe wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it(Ha-ha) Now close your mouth, don’t waste itI got that ***** food, baby, come taste itTunechi![T-Pain]I know what you sayin’ [Wayne: Uh!]But you know I ain’t playin’ [Uh!]Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeansAnd oh-oh(The girl sure look like ***** food to me)(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me [I say the girl sure look like ***** 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 ***** food to me [girl sure look like ***** food to me])(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me [I say the girl sure look like ***** food to me])Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeated)[Tech N9ne]When I get my mittens on this kittenShe’ll be bitten, then she missin’‘Cause she *****ed up and let the Tech inCanceled all of her ex menIf you think you got a nigga, say it witcha chest inI’m gon’ be your sex friend, rippin’ off her dress, thenNibblin’ on her neck and I’m makin’ her wet wit’ no questionYeah, animal magnetism, no sadomasochismGot way mo’ cash to give ‘em, but they don’t ask, just twist ‘emI don’t have to give ‘em stacks for me to mash within ‘emI’m they master, hit ‘em with a lash and a nigga fast to stick ‘emAnd I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack and make ‘em all love usAnd make ‘em do all of us, and we don’t be trippin’ on it ’cause we all brothersY’all's focused, as I be trippin’ over broads, ***** itThe policy we keep is cards shuffledThe *****’ll wanna let her jaws touch us, ball-crushersAnybody 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 feeBut the girl sho’ look like ***** food to me, 'eyI don’t know what you feelI don’t know what you thinkI don’t know what you see, my nigga(The girls sure look like ***** food to me)(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me)I know what you sayin’But you know I ain’t playin’Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeansAnd oh-oh(The girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)(Girl-girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, babyDo it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby(Girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)(Girl-girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)Now you see what I seeThe lady’s mine, mine, mine, mineMineNow you see what I see (Can you see?)The lady’s mine, mine, mine, mineMine
