Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,
At an extremly alarming rate
Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate
Your heart was false just like the words you said
Take home for dinner with soup and bread
Or put in prison like i was a cannibal eating peeps lips for dinner
If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat
Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet
Winner winner chicken dinner
Good love then i can do that for her
I keep what i catch so i'll have you for dinner
But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar
I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner
Just so happens mine they prefer
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