Lyrics:
leftovers
Vietnamese food
Storm in the bed
Yeah son typhoon
Her touch is just like deja vu
Everytime I see her I just wanna
Oou oou oou oou oou
Slurp that
Without cable, hot water, Vietnamese food, or you
I saw your book at a Border's in Kentucky
Under a sign that said "New and Recommended"
I stole a look
life
Oh yeah
Met a girl in Arkansas
She came down from Wichita
She took me to bed, and she said please please
I said I only eat Vietnamese food
When I'm
Ohio
Without cable, hot water
Vietnamese food
Or you
I saw your book at a Borders in Kentucky
Under a sign that said "New and Recommended"
I
the Vietnamese
Toxic food and toxic water
Increasing mutations in our sons and daughters
We'll silence anyone who tries to
Raise an alarm
And till their corpses
cooked me food where's the rice
She came to Seoul for the pipe
She got it twice because I'm nice
You know I never got B's
That mean I sleep on the streets
Ayy, I got tired of eatin' noodles, I want some rice, I got tired of eatin' noodles
I want some real food, All you niggas left me, I'ma show you what
from around the world.
Vietnamese Rice noodles
Mexican Taco
Thai Pad thai
Indian Curry
YumYumYum
YumYum YumYumYum
There are colorful
and yummy foods
scrap, black tracks
Free milk and cheese
While the Japs stack scratch
With the Vietnamese but I'm finna squeeze
Stack g's they left on a trap
A young playa
is sweet!
It's food nouveau
It's food nouveau
It's the shape of love
Beat it! Beat it up!
Beat it! Beat it up!
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra
appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
It's food nouveau
blow you away
But you know that they'll stay.
Take Lyndale back to the southside.
Take Nicollet up to the Vietnamese.
Take Penn Ave back up
blow you away
But you know that they'll stay.
Take Lyndale back to the Southside.
Take Nicollet up to the Vietnamese.
Take Penn Ave back up
inked up like tattoos
Overseas is Where I flew
In the A is where I grew
Abdullah is my favorite food
Drop the pin
Like what’s the move
Mister Tee I Pity
pheromones
Got the highlights on but no one is home
I stay mobbing in Tahoes
With Vietnamese and Thai hoes
With at least 5 hoes in them
And each one got a side
Family are the friends you choose
And so important is the choice of food
This table here is set for four
But sometimes entertainment calls for more
Vietnamese
Slipping on the chili paste
Look at all the food you waste
And if Bobby wants to be a jerk
Imma be late for work
Imma tell that fool I quit
'Cause I
Always be on top like January
Always celebrating like its merry-merry
My parents work hard on they hands and they knees
I'm very proud I'm Vietnamese
You see me ballin,
Hard in the paint like Waka Flocka flame
Might make a mil' at the New York stock exchange
Hopping off the train Got the aim
like them Vietnamese that
got bombs to buy
Vietnamese peasants we must blow to the sky'
And we knew, like those peasants, The world wants us silent or dead.
We took over their
the trash and
The 5's in the cupboard
I never get stingy with a
Lick with my brother
Five bands and food stamps in
The trap with my brother
It's just me
Miller personified when you look at his writtens
Food for thought straight out the kitchen the recipe basic so is competition
So I don’t be stressing over
proud I'm Vietnamese
You see me ballin
You don’t know my struggle
You think you know me
Till I burst ya bubble
No matter da money
I'm staying humble
Now
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