CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Eat It Up
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Might just call your lil' b*t*h over, tell her eat it up
My car fast, when I hit the b***on it get up
Booted up, off the molly, yeah, I'm booted up
Got your b*t*h in the room, hah, and suited up
Watch your back, b*t*h
It's Lil Wop, b*t*h
Yeah I blow a b*t*h back out like a cartridge
Ayy, yeah, know this world on opp sh*t, ayy
Getting guap, no other option, ayy
Pop an arm, streched like it's lunch, ayy
All these gas bags, cookie gave me munchies
Stomach keep rumblin', pipe us up, that's funky
Lowkey, somewhere boolin' with your honey
If that n***a say he know me, he don't know me
Two fours, poured an eight like the old Kobe
And that Glock stick to my hip just like we Siamese
If you looking for me, girl know where you find me
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Might just call your lil' b*t*h over, tell her eat it up
My car fast, when I hit the b***on it get up
Booted up, off the molly, yeah, I'm booted up
Got your b*t*h in the room, hah, and suited up
Watch your back, b*t*h
It's Lil Wop, b*t*h
Yeah I blow a b*t*h back out like a cartridge
Ayy, yeah, know this world on opp sh*t, ayy
Getting guap, no other option, ayy
Pop an arm, streched like it's lunch, ayy
All these gas bags, cookie gave me munchies
Stomach keep rumblin', pipe us up, that's funky
Lowkey, somewhere boolin' with your honey
If that n***a say he know me, he don't know me
Two fours, poured an eight like the old Kobe
And that Glock stick to my hip just like we Siamese
If you looking for me, girl know where you find me
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Junkies line the bando, they can't get enough
Kitchen, whippin' chickens, serve 'em, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
Yeah, yeah, make 'em eat it up
