Lyrics Grub On - Trey Songz

Grub On

Damn, I’m so hungry.
Plus I’m layin.
What time is it?
I’ll tell you what…
It’s 5 o’clock in the morning
and the club is over.
Shawty let’s go get our grub on.
I had way too much to drink
and I need to get sober.
So, let’s go get our grub on.
Baby let’s get out of here
I know a place not far from here
that I can get that grub on.
Said my stomach’s growlin’so crazy,
would you please feed me baby?
Girl let me get my grub on.
No cheese steak or grits…
I don’t have a taste for that.
I don’t want pancakes or bacon…
I don’t have a tatse for that.
Girl I want something fulfilling
that’s gon’fill my appetite.
Girl you’re the only one that can make it alright.
Will you be my IHOP baby?
Can I place my order?
The food in here is crazy.
Twenty-four hours
'Round the clock you open
Baby here’s a tip:
You hop on top of me,
I hop on top of you.
I’m thinking 'bout going for seconds,
maybe some dessert.
Yeah.
I’m still tryna get my grub on.
And when I taste ya coffee
with sugar and cream.
This spot is where I belong.
oh…
Cake and whip cream so divine.
I could eat here all the time.
Is there a doggy bag I could take home?
Tellin’you if you ain’t tasted,
think you better call your waitress.
Cuz IHOP’s open 'til the early morn.
No fruitcakes, no salads…
I don’t have a taste for that
Lookin’for a meal with a balance.
Something that can satisfy me.
Girl I want something fulfilling.
That’s gon’take care of my cravings.
So girl tell me can you feed me?
Will you be my IHOP baby?
Can I place my order?
The food in here is crazy.
Twenty-four hours
'Round the clock you open
Baby here’s a tip:
You hop on top of me,
while I hop on top of you.
I like that blueberry syrup
I like that strawberry syrup
Now baby lay your body down
and let me lick it all up.
Now baby let’s get you seated.
Don’t need a plate to, whoo!
Get a good meal,
let me show you girl it’s real.
But it’s gon’be just me and you.
We gon’grub 'til we full.
So tell me it’s cool.
Will you be my IHOP baby?
Can I place my order?
The food in here is crazy.
Twenty-four hours
'Round the clock you open
Baby here’s a tip:
You hop on top of me,
I’ma I hop on top of you.
Now gimme that rootie-tootie
that fresh &fruity
that, that, that big ol’booty.
Now come and do me.
Grub on,
grub on…
Grub on,
grub on…