Dinner Time (feat. Twxntythree)
All of your attitude scrumptious
I'll eat that Shit off of your stomach
Serve up to me don't warm it
Add extra spice with no warning
Burnt my tongue
Makes me sweat
Im regretting the taste of your love
I'm going in circles
Spinning around
I'm having a problem
Keeping this down
But the taste of you
With a side seduction
I'm eating it up
But I've had enough
Cause I'm full of shit too
God damn girl
You be playing
Things were cooking up
I ain't ashamed of
Now there's blood stains
All over your apron
Trying to get you
In bed till the morning
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
It's safe to say
She like Rachel ray
She used razor blades
To cater pain
It's tailor made
She crazy Maine
Like flava flave
She's doing white
Off the table babe
Don't you know
It's after Labor Day
All that I need is your loving
Just go pre heat up the oven
Burn this Shit down
Cause you're fire
All of your recipes
Sprinkle with ecstasy
But the taste of you
With a side seduction
I'm eating it up
But I've had enough
Cause I'm full of shit too
God damn girl
You be playing
Things were cooking up
I ain't ashamed of
Now there's blood stains
All over your apron
Trying to get you
In bed till the morning
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
I'll eat that Shit off of your stomach
Serve up to me don't warm it
Add extra spice with no warning
Burnt my tongue
Makes me sweat
Im regretting the taste of your love
I'm going in circles
Spinning around
I'm having a problem
Keeping this down
But the taste of you
With a side seduction
I'm eating it up
But I've had enough
Cause I'm full of shit too
God damn girl
You be playing
Things were cooking up
I ain't ashamed of
Now there's blood stains
All over your apron
Trying to get you
In bed till the morning
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
It's safe to say
She like Rachel ray
She used razor blades
To cater pain
It's tailor made
She crazy Maine
Like flava flave
She's doing white
Off the table babe
Don't you know
It's after Labor Day
All that I need is your loving
Just go pre heat up the oven
Burn this Shit down
Cause you're fire
All of your recipes
Sprinkle with ecstasy
But the taste of you
With a side seduction
I'm eating it up
But I've had enough
Cause I'm full of shit too
God damn girl
You be playing
Things were cooking up
I ain't ashamed of
Now there's blood stains
All over your apron
Trying to get you
In bed till the morning
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
Taste so good
But your bad
Making me sick to my stomach
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Stevens
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