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Название: Gotta Eat
Исполнитель: Flo Rida
Альбом: Mail On Sunday
Год: 2008
Язык: Английский

					
    [Chorus:] Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed I got bail money they fuck with me (Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) [x5] [Verse 1:] I know where I come from Niggas gotta grow Penny bitchin for paper till you poppin big bucks Give it a blow they cock it ain't no telling with them thugs Dealers straight out da projects only felon that'll bust Some shit you don't discuss Snitches they get them stubs Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag to fill my dutch Planted my own seed now a month without bud Granted I got the fee and we don't pump the same blood You need that new Mercades Home of that color gravy How the hell you gonna pay me I made a deal to 380 Tell me I'm acting shady I try to ignore the lazy Set my brains on the deli If mine arrest me I'm ready [Chorus:] Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed I got bail money they fuck with me (Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) [x5] [Verse 2:] Chow I had that dinner platter meals on deck Cash coming that currency to earn that respect Money machines measuring making sure you collect Rolling that dice game you better be stomping best Keep it moving like chess Look for ya new address Proof of ghetto for sex That make the culprits go wreck Hope the fay of the fruits of ya label mama impress Don't know whoever knew you could point at you through the stress That drama on the block All them run-ins with cops Couldn't afford shoes was happy 2 pair of socks Steady paying ya dues that landed you in the box Other niggas confused you asked them to borrow crop. [Chorus:] Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed I got bail money they fuck with me (Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) [x5] [Verse 3:] Crying erryday big breaks on they grain Preparly marinate a million strong keep the change Challange that generate we gotta tone it with a crain Hustlas for that bank be aware that we untaimed Duckets we deranged Muscle the day I change Melica off in that hood come get you that's point blank Hit you it's all good Hit dis before a game Women tell us hes never survivin that chedar lane You see we want it all Yea we breakin the law Buy it Sell it Cook it that's a merry thang if it's raw Anyway you put it tell the folks we breakin the law Sing it so I took it and if you tell a nigga that's all [Chorus:] Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed I got bail money they fuck with me (Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) [x5]

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