Eat The Booty Like Groceries Song Young Thug Lyrics By Omarion. Main song words are But he gotta eat the boo^y like groceries but he gotta get rid of these hoes for me I might have that ni^^a selling his soul for me.
Eat The Booty Like Groceries Song Young Thug Lyrics
Omarion
Breezy
And your chick
Your chick
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 ni^^as close to me
And all them other ni^^as 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 were just a homie
She came down like she knew me
Gave it up like a groupie
And that’s facts, no printer
Cold ni^^a turn the summer to the winter
She save me in her phone as bestie
But I had her screaming, oohh
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 ni^^as close to me
And all them other ni^^as 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 ni^^a 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 ni^^a
I d^^k 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 boo^y like groceries
But he gotta get rid of these hoes for me
I might have that ni^^a 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 ni^^as close to me
And all them other ni^^as 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
Omarion
C Breezy
I’ll make him do it
I’ll make him do it
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