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You gotta eat the booty like groceries(Tribute to Omarion) - Pure Hitstars/D.R

Written by：Pure Hitstars

Omarion breezy

Yo chick

Yo chick mustard on the beat ho

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 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

Ooh that's how it post to be

Yeah that's how it post to be

Ooh yeah that's how it post to be

Everything good like it post to be

Pull up to the club and it go up go up

Make your girl fall in love when I show up

It's not my fault

She want to 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 turn the summer to the winter

She saved me in

Her phone as bestie

But I had her screaming oh

Yo' girl wasn't supposed to text me

You want to 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 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

Ooh that's how it post to be

Ooh yeah that's how it post to be

Ooh yeah that's how it post to be

Everything good like it post to be

Get your girl in my section

Finn a go up go up

A n***a smokin' loud I'm 'bout to roll up

She ain't never got high like this with a guy

Like this when she pop tell her blow up hold up

Better believe she gon' leave with a real

I dick her down can't put it down like I do

Like I do

I get to bustin' 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