Lyrics Fergie - hungry

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
To say it's complicated understatement of the year
But maybe conflict made it the new flava in ya ear
They know that I'm a problem, that's why everybody's scared
Whatever doesn't kill you, can make you an ill-ionaire
Uh, so turn the headphones up,
Or make the windows roll up,
I make they hands go up,
When I show up, and I blow up, tilll I'm full up,
Wait hold up
Girl up in the mirror
The only one I fear, uh
You say you the realest,
I told you I'm the illest, sick
Sick, mm hungry,
Still hungry