Seven - f** Food lyrics

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Yum, a stick of 5 gum Is the taste on my tongue But for the right one, I'll spit it Out and place her right on The night's young, meaning we minus The bright sun, I'm numb like I'mma slide 'em like white on a white bun Like that one when baby's stacked with a fat one Action-packed with a rack and a little bit of That Jack, she's pa**ed 'em Got a 36-pack of Magnums! I'm Vlad and I'll bag 'em, Put a b**h in the sack And break her back and then I Gotta go leave her lashed from the pa**ion (I'm crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies They don't give a damn that I'm manie Even though I'm so shady Baby girl but don't play me I ain't tryna have no babies But baby you braised and so savory But I guess you should ignite the fight So honey, taunt me I just wanna bite you and watch you drip out Romanée-Conti That's 11 Gs, angel from heaven she's, seven 3's, hot egg and cheese for Pain, Tech and Weez [Hook: T-Pain] I know what you saying But you know I ain't playing, tryna get my dick s**ed Through my jeans (The girls sure look like f** food to me) (Girls-girls sure look like f** food to me) Spin that booty 'round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby (The girls sure look like f** food to me) (Girls-girls sure look like f** food to me) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Uh, now put the p**y on my lip and dip Yeah, let's make a movie, I'ma flip the script Yeah, I wax that a** like Q-Tip Yeah, float in that p**y like a cruise ship Uh, 'cause I'm a nasty motherf**er Yeah, I eat that p**y like the last supper Yeah, I beat that p**y like bra** knuckles Heh, she call me daddy and she scream “Uncle” Open up and spread, I'm pullin' her hair, she pullin' my dreads I'm breakin' her off, we breakin' the bed f** her like a dog, she shakin' her leg I'm k**in' it soft, I'm makin' it red I'm makin' her talk, I'm makin' her beg I'm makin' her crawl, I'm makin' her run I'm makin' it numb, I'm makin' it cum, I am Young Weezy F. Baby She wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it (Ha-ha) Now close your mouth, don't waste it I got that f** food, baby, come taste it Tunechi! [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] When I get my mittens on this kitten She'll be bitten, then she missin' ‘Cause she f**ed up and let the Tech in Canceled all of her ex men If you think you got it, n***a, say it witcha chest, then I'm gon' be your s** friend, rippin' off her dress, then Nibblin' on her neck and I'm makin' her wet wit' no question Yeah, animal magnetism, the sadomasochism Got way mo' cash to give ‘em, but they don't ask, just twist ‘em I don't have to give ‘em stacks for me to mash within ‘em I'm they master, hit ‘em with a lash and a n***a fast to stick ‘em And I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack can make ‘em all love us And make ‘em do all of us, and we don't be trippin' on it 'cause we all brothers Y'all slippers, as I be trippin' over broads, f** it The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled The b**h'll wanna let her jaws touch us, jaw-crushers Anybody outside don't get much news from me ‘Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who's the G?) This rush, you agree, this is stuff dude for fee But the girls sho' look like f** food to me, ay [Bridge: Krizz Kaliko] I don't know what you feel I don't know what you think I don't know what you see, my n***a [Hook] [Outro: Krizz Kaliko] Now you see what I see The lady's mine, mine, mine, mine Mine Now you see what I see (Can you see?) The lady's mine, mine, mine, mine Mine (She's mine!)