Food lyrics

Hook(My belly hurts, my belly's hurting me)
(My belly hurts, blud, I want some food, blud, yo, yo)
Food
(Bruv, my belly's hurtin me, blud)
Food
(I'm hungry, I want some)
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(I'm hungry and I want some flippin')
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(Food, I want some kebab rudeboy)

Verse 1As soon as I step foot in the shop
I know that I don't know what I want
Chicken doner, kofte kebab or
Lamb shish, or a mixed special

Sometimes I get a coffee
Or some next one I can't say properly
I'm so hungry I'm bitin' my lips
Flippin' hell, just get a portion of chips

Blud that's too much salt on my chips
I been bitin' my lips, are you thick, it stings
I've lost my appetite, licking the salt off my lips,
Throw the chips in the bin

Normal, walk out the shop
Don't forget to say "thank you, boss"
Walk to my yard, soon as I land
Go find a toilet and jam

HookFood
(Don't you love it when you get some real good)
Food
(Not going out on street and eating all of that junk)
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(All that take-away and all of that shit)
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(I want some McD's, McDonald's)

Verse 2So I pull up at the drive through
They like to call it the "McDrive"
I'm waiting there for my food
The lady comes, I look in her eyes

I yell "yo", then I start bussin' up
At the drive through I always joke
I ask for a large orange coke
Or sometimes I ask for a small large fries

I'm in my early twenties
Pushin' a whip but i'm payin' in pennies, nah blad
When you get burgers always check 'em
I eat burgers in fifteen seconds

Ketchup all over my face
Sesame seeds all over the place
As if that wasn't enough to spoil it
Go home spend two days on the toilet

HookFood
(Go home and eat some of that good)
Food
(After you been out on road, shottin' that)
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(Come get a big munch, munch that)
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(On that idiot ting, but nah man)

Verse 3I ain't got no P's today
So I sit at my yard and check MySpace
As per usual my belly rumbles
Here comes Mum to save the day

I say, "good afternoon", fix my face
Then ask Mum to fix me a plate
Be polite, if she's in a good mood
I know I'll get some of that good food

Rice, plantain, but no ackee
I'm Nigerian I deal with shaky
Trusst me, it might not sound nice
But I box dat back wid brown rice

I ain't on a hype ting either
I'll wash it down with a glass of water
And when I fill up my tummy
Don't forget to say thank you Mummy (Thanks Mum, thanks Mum)

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