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phood - studio-138 lyrics

[verse 1]
drive onto route 1 with an appet-te
lotta gas, going fast, i just want a bite
rollin up to mcdonald’s lemme get a sprite
dumb high cook stoppin at the green light

facetime 6 times on the way to kelly’s
meantime it’s summertime so cook’s really smelly
juul rips for extra tartar, got the russian dressin’
lotta green on the sandwich, you know cook is stressin’

but it never stops at kelly’s don’t you get it wrong
wild thoughts on the aux like a theme song
en route to bk cause our stomach’s strong
spendin’ every check on phood like our money long
eatin’ up like we high, light the f-cking bong
we know with eatin’ all this sh-t, we ain’t livin’ long
but we ain’t give a sh-t, h-ll is where we all belong
it’s the truth, c’mon take it to the chorus —

[chorus]
phood, phood, she can get a taste
phood, phood, he can get a taste
phood, phood, f-ck what the skinnies say
it’s all the same, like jenny craig
phood, phood, she can get a taste
phood, phood, let you get a taste
phood, phood, do you love the taste?
yeah that’s cool (oh f-ck! i f-cked up)

[verse 2]
back at the wendy’s, wallet wanna fight me
bmi gettin’ checked like a f-ckin’ nike
me not healthy, that’s very likely
and —- suckin —— like a f-ckin hi-c
aw, 206 got pear for the whole team
—- chuggin -ssh0l-’s wine, is it what it seems?
and my cook want the goose, not the mainstream
i’m the big wide pig the way mcdonald scream
make mcdonald scream
smelly chubby thing
like my cookie —
say, orientalqueen

[verse 3]
(cookie!)
yeah, put the comp-ss into 6 speed
to —’s house cause you know i love to taste the seed
then off to wendy’s cause he never really got me feed
get two mcchickens, large fry, c0ke, yes indeed

yo, i was never really good with cash
always posted up at triple b right in a flash
make my room real cute cause i love to smash
he smoke me up then he got me right up on his stache

snow-ballin’ on these hoes cause i’m the baddest b-tch
party in the usa we in an awful sitch
750 on my arm in a f-cking pinch
hit up —— like d-mn you only got an inch?
..
only got an inch?
..
only got an inch?
..
for the baddest b-tch?
..
nah, turned the baddest grinch

heart big real quick when i see mcd-cks
body made by ogunquit, now i’m really thick
o-g-t the only place that i ain’t rich
pig take it to the chorus cookie out this b-tch

- studio 138 lyrics

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