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Song Parodies -> "Sweetest Girl (Hunger Kills)"

Original Song Title:

"Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill)"

Original Performer:

Wyclef Jean ft. Akon, Lil Wayne & Niia

Parody Song Title:

"Sweetest Girl (Hunger Kills)"

Parody Written by:

the_conqueror_of_parodies

The Lyrics

Imagine, if you will, a woman made of snack and dessert items. She'd be very protective of her personal space, wouldn't you think?
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (you won't get your fill, get killed (death) for your fill)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (yeah-eah-eah-eah, yeah)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (you might want your fill, I hate your fill (face it))
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (whoa-oh-oh-oh (cause I know that I'm the sweetest girl))
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (if you want your fill, then it's me you'll have to kill)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (yeah-eah-eah-eah (cause I know that I'm the sweetest girl))
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (I don't want death, so stop, easy on the kills)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (whoa-oh-oh-oh)

Live food is somethin' that'd make the av'rage person feel a little sick
But it seems that you won't quit seekin' it (yeah)
Live food is somethin' you'd expect to show up in a B-grade horror flick
This ain't cannibalistic? Think again
Just because my choc'late-coloured skin is more literal
Means it's fine? Load of bull (I'm not buyin' that)
It's wrong to nom (please stop tryin' that)
I'm made of food, mate, okay, I'm afraid pain's not great (pain's not great)
All your claims are bogus (I'm not buyin' that)
I'm pissed that you missed all the blatant evidence
That some hocus pocus (freaky magic crap)
Has granted me close to a soul, think stuff, asshole
I need you to focus (use your brain, you prat)
It's wrong (yeah) to nom (please stop tryin' that)

See, I've seen you drool when you see me (ah-ah-ah)
That proves all you think is "must feed" (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Want your hunger, hunger filled, y'all (hunger, hunger filled, y'all)? (ah-ah-ah)
'Fraid your hunger, hunger kills, y'all (hunger, hunger kills, y'all) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I won't be your food, 'fraid you won't eat (ah-ah-ah)
Snacks fuel all the dread inside me (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Want your hunger, hunger filled, y'all (hunger, hunger filled, y'all)? (ah-ah-ah)
'Fraid your hunger, hunger kills, y'all (hunger, hunger kills, y'all) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

'Scuse me, must scarper before I get harsher
In the words I'm choosin' cause I see you starin' harder
At the grated hazelnuts on my shoulders, bud
Think they used to be freckles, I'm guessin', it's gettin' farther (farther)
Since I became this, it's fuzzy, fuzzy in my mind
Just like my fingers, always stickin' fast to my eyes
Ev'rytime that I'm facepalmin' from hearin' all your lines
'Bout how you wanna taste the lic'rice that forms these legs of mine
Cause that's gross (gross)
Hate the taste of that black crop, I don't know (know)
Why so much of me's made of it, it blows (blows)
They look like leggings? Guess so, but candy canes are greater, though (though)
And ev'ry now and then I'm tuggin' (tuggin')
On my dumb cotton candy hair, wond'rin' (wond'rin')
What cut or style or even colour was it (was it)?
You want your hunger filled, thought's busted (gotta go now)

I'm runnin' from you cause you want me (ah-ah-ah)
The way that a dog wants a treat (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Want your hunger, hunger filled, y'all (hunger, hunger filled, y'all)? (ah-ah-ah)
'Fraid your hunger, hunger kills, y'all (hunger, hunger kills, y'all) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I'm made of sweet food, not cool for me (ah-ah-ah)
Cause dudes always wish to taste me (oh yeah-eah-eah, oh-oh-oh) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Want your hunger, hunger filled, y'all (hunger, hunger, hunger filled, y'all)? (ah-ah-ah)
'Fraid your hunger, hunger kills, y'all (hunger, hunger kills, y'all) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

Yeah, honey-ney-ney-ney-ney (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Honey, honey, honey, honey (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I've heard that term plenty (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) (trust me)
You're far from unique (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) (man, I know that I'm the sweetest girl))

Aware that I'm the sweetest girl ever (ever)
I get it, jubes for toes, let you suck 'em? Never (friggin' never)
All you will say to your friends is you met "her" (met "her")
Won't take your cheesy brags 'bout bein' a honey spreader (spreader, yeah-eah)
Sometimes I think that maybe I'm fooled (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Just imaginin' that line of drool (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Don't wanna nom cause even you can see I'm live food (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
You're just hittin' on me, though that's still quite rude (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Let's be fair, it doesn't matter (matter)
If you really wanna take off my wrapper (wrapper)
Or a date's all that you're after
You've failed to grasp this: please stop tryin' that

You're bein' a douche, so rude to me (yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah) (ah-ah-ah)
I don't wanna deal with your sleaze (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Want your hunger, hunger filled, y'all (hunger, hunger filled, y'all) (ah-ah-ah)
'Fraid your hunger, hunger kills, y'all (hunger, hunger kills, y'all) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I'm no fan of crude-ass dudes, you see (ah-ah-ah)
Must make like a tree and mint leaf (yeah-eah-eah-eah, oh-oh-oh) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Want your hunger, hunger filled, y'all (hunger, hunger filled, y'all) (oh-oh-oh) (ah-ah-ah)
'Fraid your hunger, hunger kills, y'all (oh-oh) (hunger, hunger, hunger kills, y'all) (oh-oh, yeah) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

You won't get your fill, get killed for your fill
Yeah-eah-eah-eah (don't be tryin' that)
Go find some meat grill, fine with that kill
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (go be tryin' that)
I live with that kill and then you'll still get your fill
Yeah-eah-eah-eah (yes, I'm fine with that)
What, I'm your best-bet nom? Too bad, won't get filled
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (don't be tryin' that)

Possible backstory for Candy Wife from The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack? Possibly, but that'd be putting thought into the lore of that show and I'm pretty sure that goes against the batshit-crazy spirit of that parade of nonsense.

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