Food

[Intro] My belly hurts My belly is hurting me My belly hurts blud I want some food blud Yo, yo [Chorus] Food! Blud, my belly is hurting me blud Food! I'm hungry, I want some Food! I'm hungry and I want some flipping Food! Food! I want some kebab rudeboy [Verse 1] As 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 kofte Or some next one I can't say properly (lahmacun) 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, lickin' the salt off my lips Throw the chips in the bin Normal, walk out the shop Don't forget to say, "Thank you boss" (Ayy, safe, safe) Walk to my yard, soon as I land Go find a toilet and jam [Chorus] Food! Don't you love it when you get some real good Food! Not going out on street and eating all of that junk Food! All that take-away and all that shit Food! I want some McD's... McDonald's! [Verse 2] So I pull up, at the drive-thru They like to call it the McDrive I'm waiting there for my food The lady comes, I look in her eyes "Ay, yo, 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 (Some chips) I'm in my early twenties Pushin' a whip but I'm payin' in pennies 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 [Chorus] Food! Go home and eat some of that good Food! After you been out on road, shottin' that Food! Come and get a big munch, munch that Food! On no eediat ting, rudeboy [Verse 3] Nah man, I ain't got no Ps today So I sit in 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 shaki Trust me, it might not sound nice But I box 'dat back with ground rice I ain't on a hype ting either I 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) [Outro] Food! Some good food, good Food! Food! Food!