Flo Rida - Gotta Eat Lyrics

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(chorus)

Damnit i'm proud to buy my own bag of weed

I found me a hoe to 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 grub

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 feature we don't pump the same blood

You need that new mercades

Hummer tha color gravy

How the hell you gon play me

I made a deal to 380

Tell me i'm acting shady

I try to ignore the lazy

Say my grace on the daily

If mine arrest me i'm ready

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(chorus)

(verse 2)

Gotta have 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 supported 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 guap.

(chorus)

(verse 3)

Crying erryday ben franks on they brain

Preparly marinate a million strong keep the change

Challenge that generate we gotta tone it with a crane

Hustlas for that bank be aware that we untamed

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

Seen it so i took it and if you tell a nigga that's all

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