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Food Court Video (MV)




Performed By: Halfwhitelies
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Petri Helin
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Halfwhitelies - Food Court Lyrics
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Walk into the foodcourt looking like a f*cking whore
Cause I'm looking like a snack girl so what you waiting for
Now she's thinking that I want her laying all across the floor
But I just want a shot or maybe one or two more
Because I am broke as f*ck and that is all I can afford
Han Solo is my slave but I can't even whip a Ford
Last week I got run over by a f*cking red accord
Can't afford the free healthcare cause I'm so f*cking poor
My bank balance looking sadder than a minor chord
It can make you laugh and cry it should get me and award
Both a Grammy and an Oscar and a trip to Scoreboard
Or some money get the rari of the f*cking store floor
If my cup runneth over I will simply pour some more
Do it over and over and end up poorer than before
I swear I'm sober I'm sober I swear my liver isn't sore
Taking so many shots it could be another world war
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
(I don't have)
It's a penny for your thoughts but it's a million for mine
An imagination more f*cked up than a crack head you'll find
Where every thought is half assed cause I lost half of my mind
Gonna lose the other half after I snort up this line
Got my dick inside a sanction because I'm f*cking fine
And you know I keep it flowing like the water in Rhine
Or your bitch up at the bar watching me ordering wine
She having thoughts and dreams of me she wants to more than just dine
The fact I lost my brain it should be more than a sign
That I don't want any thots so please stop wasting my time
Plus I ain't even got the money for a shot or the lime
So I think you got some visions that you need to realign
And I would never reach the climax like a shitty story line
Cause on a scale from 1 to 100 you would barely be a nine
But you can transfer me some money 'till you hit your bank line
So I could advertise myself and maybe make a headline
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
(I don't have)
(Walk into the food court looking like a f*cking whore)
(Like a f*cking, like a f*cking, like a f*cking whore)
(Because I am broke as f*ck and that is all I can afford)
(Looking like a f*cking broke whore)
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English

Walk into the foodcourt looking like a f*cking whore
Cause I'm looking like a snack girl so what you waiting for
Now she's thinking that I want her laying all across the floor
But I just want a shot or maybe one or two more
Because I am broke as f*ck and that is all I can afford
Han Solo is my slave but I can't even whip a Ford
Last week I got run over by a f*cking red accord
Can't afford the free healthcare cause I'm so f*cking poor
My bank balance looking sadder than a minor chord
It can make you laugh and cry it should get me and award
Both a Grammy and an Oscar and a trip to Scoreboard
Or some money get the rari of the f*cking store floor
If my cup runneth over I will simply pour some more
Do it over and over and end up poorer than before
I swear I'm sober I'm sober I swear my liver isn't sore
Taking so many shots it could be another world war
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
(I don't have)
It's a penny for your thoughts but it's a million for mine
An imagination more f*cked up than a crack head you'll find
Where every thought is half assed cause I lost half of my mind
Gonna lose the other half after I snort up this line
Got my dick inside a sanction because I'm f*cking fine
And you know I keep it flowing like the water in Rhine
Or your bitch up at the bar watching me ordering wine
She having thoughts and dreams of me she wants to more than just dine
The fact I lost my brain it should be more than a sign
That I don't want any thots so please stop wasting my time
Plus I ain't even got the money for a shot or the lime
So I think you got some visions that you need to realign
And I would never reach the climax like a shitty story line
Cause on a scale from 1 to 100 you would barely be a nine
But you can transfer me some money 'till you hit your bank line
So I could advertise myself and maybe make a headline
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
Put the hook here put hook here
In the food court in the food court
Eating ass eating ass
And spending all of the money that I don't have
(I don't have)
(Walk into the food court looking like a f*cking whore)
(Like a f*cking, like a f*cking, like a f*cking whore)
(Because I am broke as f*ck and that is all I can afford)
(Looking like a f*cking broke whore)
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Writer: Petri Helin
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