[Verse] Crack the door, it’s echo time, Empty shelves, no feast, no rhyme. But in my chest, there’s a party start, Full of soul and a big ol’ heart. [Pre-Chorus] Ain’t got no steak, no pie to sell, But this groove I got will serve you well. [Chorus] Empty fridge, full heart, one groove on repeat, Dancin’ through the hunger, move my two left feet. No snacks, no cheese, just a rhythm that won’t stop, Empty fridge, full heart, baby, let’s rock this spot! [Verse] Light’s so low, but I’m shining bright, Got no meal, but I’m feelin’ just right. For every empty shelf, there’s a funky beat, Hunger’s got rhythm, let’s own this street. [Pre-Chorus] No frozen peas, but I’m cookin’ flair, With this groove, I’m a millionaire. [Chorus] Empty fridge, full heart, one groove on repeat, Dancin’ through the hunger, move my two left feet. No snacks, no cheese, just a rhythm that won’t stop, Empty fridge, full heart, baby, let’s rock this spot! [Bridge] Ain’t no hunger pangs gonna bring me down, I’m the king of funk, wearin’ the crown. So bring your blues, your empty nights, We’ll fill it up with funky lights. [Chorus] Empty fridge, full heart, one groove on repeat, Dancin’ through the hunger, move my two left feet. No snacks, no cheese, just a rhythm that won’t stop, Empty fridge, full heart, baby, let’s rock this spot! [Outro] One groove, one heart—it’s all I need, Empty fridge hero, born to lead. Keep that beat, don’t ever part, Empty fridge, full heart—funk’s work of art!