(thirteen be that lucky number, zigga ahh zigga eeh)

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CHINEEEEEEESE

One day old in the fridge-a fridge-a

All I can stomach, when I plummet, living off nothing (nothing)

And SHEEEEEE (she, she)

Still comes over wanna scissor scissor

Lick her, lick her, love her like a man

Pet her like her mother (like her mother)

VERSE 1 (DEVMO)

Let’s play, slide slide slippery slide

Love is blind, love is blind

Yup, story of my life

Hard to get respect when you treat (EAT) her nice

But that’s all I have to offer when I frown at every price (wah wah)

But even broke is alright

Her boyfriend beat her down so I got her thinkin’ twice

Old Spice odors and greasy motors

Are the memories on her mind when she cries on my shoulder (uh)

She’s reminiscing and missing him

Her kitty's like cinnamon, there’s no other synonym

The feeling I’m feeling is like I’m losing, he’s winning’

But at least I got the old Chinese in the fridge again (x4)

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VERSE 2 (JUCO)

Pick up a cup and just knock it back like it’s nothing

On top of that I was buzzin’ at 9 o’clock in the morning

Becoming the kind of couple that common sense didn’t want

He didn’t wanna become cuz it wasn’t becoming of him

But he was too busy stuck on a bottle that didn’t love him

And never thought of the consequences of being a sucker

For fucking up on a monthly basis, enough to be hated

But still his lady remained at his side and gave him her undivided attention

To make it abundantly clear she loved him

And tried to convince him nothing would change if he did nothing

Still he puckered up like he had a duck bill

Coming off his ugly mug on that grey goose budget

In the end it was his fault it didn’t last

And that’s what changed him and now makes him laugh (haha)

Until he cries and falls to his knees

He cries till his eyes look like he just might be (CHINESE)

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