fergie
hungry (1st byte)
Hungry, hungry, yeah Hungry, hungry, yeah Hungry, hungry, mhm yeah Hungry, hungry, mhm yeah To say it's complicated, understatement of the year Well maybe conflict made it The new flavor in your ear They know that I'm a problem, that's why everybody scared Whatever doesn't kill you, can make you an ill-ionaire Uh, just turn the headphones up Or make the windows roll up I make they hands go up When I show up and I blow it 'til I'm full up Wait hold up Girl up in the mirror Only one I fear, uh You say you the realest I told you I'm the illest Sick, sick Mm, hungry Starving