Bellyache Letra

You're tired of greedy bodies
You're tired of greedy bodies
You're tired of greedy bodies
You're tired of greedy bodies
You're tired of greedy bodies, bodies

Got the cake then eat it
Now you got bellyache
Got goo-goo eyes
Has greedy mother's eyes
Got everything you want
But you wanted more cause you're so greedy

Got the habit, let's feed it
Hope it poisons you
Got that heavy consumption
Is it the many or is it the few? And that's you
So I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm, I'm coming after you

How? How? How? How? (How?)
How? How? How? How? (How?)
How? How? How? How? (How?)
How? How? How? How?

Now beauty breeds a certain kind of beauty
And money makes money, but what if you're born with nothing?
That makes you the underdog
You're from a different league
'Cause you're the underdog
Ah-woo

(I'm tired of greedy bodies
I'm tired of greedy bodies
I'm tired of greedy bodies
I'm tired of greedy bodies, bodies)

Now sleep six feet tall
While others just crawl
You know you can't paper over the fractures
From the cash under the mattress, woo

Your daddy's fat
And your mama good lookin' too
And you're in the book
The book-a-book-a-book, the book-a-book-a-book of who's who
Well, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm, I'm coming after you

How? How? How? How? (How?)
How? How? How? How? (How?)
How? How? How? How? (How?)
How? How? How? How?

Now beauty breeds a certain kind of beauty
And money makes money, but what if you're born with nothing?
That makes you the underdog
Man, you're in a different class
'Cause you're the underdog
Ah-woo

Beauty breeds a certain kind of beauty and money makes money
That tastes like money

(I'm tired of greedy bodies
I'm tired of greedy bodies
I'm tired of greedy bodies
I'm tired of greedy bodies, bodies)

If you're going for broke, just make sure you don't choke