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Gotta Eat lyrics - Flo Rida

March 24th, 2008 ~ No Comments

Song Words by Artist / Band : Flo Rida
Song Lyrics Title : Gotta Eat
Taken from Music Album : Mail On Sunday
Year : 2007

Gotta Eat - Flo Rida 

[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]

Flo Rida Lyrics

[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]

[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]

[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]

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