Buck 65 - Hot Lunch lyrics
[Buck 65 - Hot Lunch lyrics]
Professionally fresh on display like hey
Take a picture
It's not a dream I'm flat out gorgeous
Maybe it's because I eat a lot of oranges
I don't know I can't help it
I'm not even tryin
Really, I'm hot you think I'm lyin?
Look at my ass and pants
Give it more than a passing glance
Stare at it a while compare it to a peach
Each cheek if you can bear it
Breath me in deeply, I'm like an airy breeze
Whipserin, blowin through the branches
Of the cherry trees i'ma treat em
A nice little surprise for your eyes
Look too long though and it
Could be your demise
It ain't a disguise, I'm flyer than an eagle
Sky's the limit besides the fact
That I'm barely legal
Its too easy, I'm sorry I can't help askin it
And bad news I'm gettin better
Lookin with every passin minute
I'm pretty, pretty
But I take it all in stride
Thing is I'm even more
Beautiful on the inside
I'm nice, I'm so nice
With the winning smile I'm stylish
In fashion, make a wish with my eyelashes
I'm magical, actually casual traditional
Mystical, in top physical condition
Well oiled machine, perfectly peachy keen
Its freaky really equally
Squeaky clean frequently
I look good and you look
But not as good as me i'm so dope