Buck 65 hot lunch lyrics

I look good, always, but especially today



Professionally fresh on display like hey



Take a picture, its not a dream I'm flat out gorgeous



Maybe its 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 eye lashes



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