Worked hard so the fridge always had food
Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route
Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food
When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen
And in this game you the gators' food
So i banged for a minute
Now all im tryna do is get food
Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot
And eating you like a cannibals dinner food
When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute
And junk food that's been feeding me.
We might be back in this baby
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