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Andy Mineo

Mangia (Ramen & Rhymin')

 

Mangia (Ramen & Rhymin')

(album: Happy Thoughts - 2020)


Uh, ramen and rhyming
Thought it was over but no, it's God timing
New York to Haneda, we gotta fly-in
I know why I'm here, on assignment, yeah
Ramen and rhyming
I mean, like, eat puto and onyx
They both warm my heart like good conscience
Nothing like good ramen and rhyming

Eating [?] with [?] playing
I kinda, sorta bouillon and rhyme-saying
Went from the futon, the dude is full-time
They discount me like coupon, but yet I move on
How you suburban critiquing GMC's in the Yukon?
You should be slow to squeeze like glue guns
And they know I'm New York, always, it's like Sufjan
I could do this all day when I turn the juice on (Ayy-o, ayy-o)
God is real, I'm from the 'Cuse
But still got love for Yukon
Tap you on the jaw, you gone
Float like a butterfly

Yeah, ramen and rhyming
Wait on it, it's God's timing
New York to Haneda, we gotta fly in
Two things I know, I know, hmm-mm
Ramen and rhyming
I mean, like, eat puto and onyx
They both for my soul like good conscience, mm
Ramen and rhyming

Are we on the air?
Yes, you are
Uh, I'd like to hear a new beat
Ayy, yo!

Hi, my name is Andy some of y'all still don't know me
I be Uptown, mayo, ketchup, dipping for the tostones
And I do this for the Rock, I ain't no jabroni (Shut up)
Growing up, it was carciofi and macaroni
"Mangia, he's a grown boy," that's what Grandma told me
Me and my fellas getting rings like matrimony
Now it's getting cozy, I need some extra room
What's courtside? (Ayy-o) I been to the empty tomb
And they hate but never show face, MF DOOM
Conversations 'bout having kids, I'm delaying it
The workaholic inside of me been afraid of it
Plus, who I'm gon' call to babysit, huh?
Money, green grass up in Amsterdam is a favorite
Get the bagel with the locks, I ain't talking Jadakiss (Ah-ha)
Eating in New York can get dangerous (Ha)
I wouldn't state you wrong, gotta stop at L&B's
Gotta get this spumoni and get a half o' sheet
I always wanted abs, but, dang it, I like to eat (Eat, eat, eat)
Eat, eat, eat and feed (Ayy-o)
There for lunch, breakfast, dinner (Bonjour Papi!)

Imagine just hearing this
*yells*
*others laugh*
Out a window
That's great
In Japan

Yeah
They used to laugh 'cause I ain't have the Jordans
'Cause I took all my cash and I put that in recording
And even though I had a stash, I knew I could afford them (Ha)
Never care about the Flash, guess I care more about Gordon
Whether first class or if I'm in the tourists
I always feel the same 'cause I know what's more important
Who I am when I'm home, not who I am when I'm touring
Now that I'm getting grown, my homies getting divorces
Don't happen all at once, combinations and choices
Who you keep in your circle, who you sit at your boy's is
And when they call you out, do you try to avoid 'em?
Or they try to slow you down but you keep going forward?
And you can show the way, ain't no way you could force 'em
'Cause then they take your love and mistake it for poison
Am I wasting breath? I don't know anymore, man
Lord, we need direction, would You send the coordinates?

I wanna be, uh
Happy, happy, happy, happy, joy, joy
Uh-huh, uh-uh
Happy, happy, joy, joy
But right now, all I hear is the noise-noise
Come holla at your boy, boy, alright
Oh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh

Hey
This is [?] to Andy
They don't know my name and
They don't know my songs
[?] this thing around
Snoop Dogg thinks he's cool
You see, he looks like my old beagle that I had
Snoopy, Snoopy, Snoopy, Snoopy, Snoopy dog

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