Winner winner chicken dinner
And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her
Cannibals are waiting for their dinner
With a gun, wish i could see him clearer
Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner
I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter
And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror
Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,
I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners
Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner
An still blaming me but we sit at the same table for dinner
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >