Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You gotta eat the booty like groceries (Tribute to Omarion), artist - Pure Hitstars. Date of issue: 23.04.2015
Song language: English
You gotta eat the booty like groceries (Tribute to Omarion) |
| If your chick come close to me |
| She ain’t going home where she post to be |
| I’m getting money like I’m post to be |
| I’m getting money like I’m post to be |
| Ooh, all my niggas close to me |
| And all them other niggas where they post to be |
| Ooh, the hoes go for me |
| Have your chick send a pic like pose for me |
| That’s how it post to be |
| That’s how it post to be |
| That’s how it post to be |
| Everything good like it post to be |
| Pull up to the club and it go up |
| Make your girl fall in love when I show up |
| It’s not my fault she wanna know me |
| She told me you was just a homie |
| She came down like she knew me |
| Gave it up like a groupie |
| And that’s facts, no printer |
| Cold nigga turn the summer to the winter |
| She save me in her phone as bestie |
| But I had her screaming, oh |
| Yo girl wasn’t supposed to text me |
| You wanna know how I know what I know |
| If your chick come close to me |
| She ain’t going home when she post to be |
| I’m getting money like I’m post to be |
| I’m getting money like I’m post to be |
| Ooh, all my niggas close to me |
| And all them other niggas where the post to be |
| Ooh, the hoes go for me |
| Have your chick send a pic like pose for me |
| That’s how it post to be |
| That’s how it post to be |
| That’s how it post to be |
| Everything good like it post to be |
| Got your girl in my section finna blow up |
| And nigga smoking loud, I’m 'bout to roll up |
| She ain’t never got high like this with a guy like this |
| When she pop it tell her hold up |
| Better believe she gon' leave with a real nigga |
| I dick her down can’t put it down like I do |
| I get to bussin' no discussin', gotta deal with it |
| Team us, we ain’t worried about you |
| Murder she wrote |
| Yeah, yeah, when I hit it, I’m a kill it, I’m a get it like |
| Murder she wrote |
| You wanna know how I know what I know |
| If your dude come close to me |
| He gon' wanna ride off in a ghost with me (I'll make him do it) |
| I might let your boy chauffeur me |
| But he gotta eat the booty like groceries |
| But he gotta get rid of these hoes for me |
| I might have that nigga selling his soul for me |
| Ooh, that’s how it post to be |
| If he wants me to expose the freak |
| Ooh, that’s how it post to be |
| Ooh, that’s how it post to be |
| Ooh, that’s how it post to be |
| Everything good like it post to be |
| Ooh |
| If your chick come close to me |
| She ain’t going home when she post to be |
| I’m getting money like I’m post to be |
| I’m getting money like I’m post to be |
| Ooh, all my niggas close to me |
| And all them other niggas where the post to be |
| Ooh, the hoes go for me |
| Have your chick send a pic like pose for me |
| That’s how it post to be |
| That’s how it post to be |
| That’s how it post to be |
| Everything good like it post to be |
| She 'bout to ride with me |
| And I don’t even know her name |
| But I know that she your girl |
| She chose up, are you mad, or nah, bruh |
| Don’t be mad about it |
| These chicks be for everybody |