Sandwiches ft. Black & Broke Lyrics

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I like the classics like cheese and bologna

White bread mayonnaise and tomato that's so me

Ham maybe Turkey but never pepperoni (no)

You say you've got the perfect sandwich, well show me (Please show me)

I hit the deli got to get it my way

Eight dollar, 12 inch plus drink and chips (Okay!)

Spice it up, vinaigrette, little salt and pepper

No pickles no onions but a few green peppers

I step up to the counter, and I'm looking through my wallet

$10.29 and I'm hoping that I got it

Was gonna pay with debit card but I just couldn't find it

Found a ten and two singles, they were just chillin in my pocket

So I slipped the girl eleven bucks on my way I be

I got cheese baked lays and a large iced tea

I'm so famished, just my sandwich and me

Bread meat cheese vegetables ooh wee

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Today I woke up I was hungry as a mug

I open up the 'frigerator, Sunny D, chug a lug

And, to my surprise, like did I just see

Mommy must have bought me some more salami

From the market, so I get the fixins out for my masterpiece

My sister talking 'bout, "You gotta make one for me"

No I don't, you can make a Hot Pocket

You thought that you was getting my sandwich? Stop it

Now what else can go between my wheat bread

Roast beef was the first thing that came to head

Check the expiration date, make sure my bread isn't old

(Where the mustard at?) We like to keep it nice and cold

Get the lettuce and tomato 'fore the fridge door close

One bite for me and one bite for my bros

Roast beef, salami sandwiches, had ten of those

They sure was good, and now everybody knows that

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I've got mustard and mayo coming out my pores

I've got every condiment on my refrigerator door

I keep two cabinets stocked one with wheat and one with white

I eat sandwiches every hour on the hour every night

I like turkey, ham, roast beef and salami (yeah)

Bacon, steak-um, grilled cheese, and pastrami

But man, nothing else would make my day

Like B-O-L-O-G-N-Aye

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I like to eat sandwiches

I like to eat sandwiches

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Get in the kitchen