Текст песни Food Fight - Corey Patrick

(Food fight, it's a food fight)
(Throw that cake, baby, throw that cake, throw that cake)

Throw that cake, baby girl, it's a food fight
Shit, all these bitches at my feet because I'm too nice
Diamonds dripping off of me, look at me, I'm that dude right
Who you gonna call when you lonely and need that good pipe
Throw that cake, baby girl, it's a food fight
Shit, all these bitches at my feet because I'm too nice
Diamonds dripping off of me, look at me, I'm that dude right
Who you gonna call when you lonely and need that good pipe

Who you gonna call, bitch, and it ain't Ghost Busters
Worried 'bout ya man's lil crew, you know I'd spank those bustas
I ain't wit them niggas 'cause they beat around like buzzards
Heads be spinning every time I pull up, I beat the buzzer
Pay me right on time because that work straight from the gutter
Go on and tell ya crazy mother, I'm a crazy mother fucker
I be clocking dollars every time I put my socks on
Nuh, nothing gets past me so who you tryna get the drop on
Hop off nigga 'fore I really pop off
Hot dog homie, why you always letting shots off
The nigga claim he real but he really a knock off
That's why we are not the same
You was cut from a false cloth

Throw that cake, baby girl, it's a food fight
Shit, all these bitches at my feet because I'm too nice
Diamonds dripping off of me, look at me, I'm that dude right
Who you gonna call when you lonely and need that good pipe
Throw that cake, baby girl, it's a food fight
Shit, all these bitches at my feet because I'm too nice
Diamonds dripping off of me, look at me, I'm that dude right
Who you gonna call when you lonely and need that good pipe