jay critch – everybody eats lyrics
[intro: jay critch]
ayy, yuhh
jay critch, hood fave
ayy, yuhh
everybody eat, everybody eat
hey, yuh
[chorus: jay critch]
everybody eats, everybody eats
stand up n+gga tell them p+ssies take a seat
i might ball in miami like i play for the heat
30 on my wrist, couple bands for the feats
where i’m from it get real
my n+ggas move with a still
no we ain’t missin’ no mills
don’t give a f+ck how you feel
run up on me your get ??
ayy, run up on me you get dropped
my n+ggas countin’ the guap
yea we be juggin’ a lot
[verse 1: jay critch]
eatin’ good now, yeah we eatin’ good
i got bands now, bands now so she eat the wood, hеy
and no we ain’t missin’ no mills
n+gga i need me some mills
makе a ??? me a mills
my n+ggas juggin’ for real
ayy, this lean got me faded like a taper
shorty say she wanna lay up, told her pay up
n+ggas hoppin’ on the bandwagon i’m like wait up
n+ggas ain’t tryna get no money imma take some
boy i heard you holdin’ on that money imma shake some
shorty what you gon’ do for this money tell her shake some
shorty gave me brain like that b+tch went to law school
everybody eats n+gga i move like a boss do
[chorus: jay critch]
everybody eats, everybody eats
stand up n+gga tell them p+ssies take a seat
i might ball in miami like i play for the heat
30 for my wrist, couple bands for the feats
where i’m from it get real
my n+ggas move with a still
no we ain’t missin’ no mills
don’t give a f+ck how you feel
run up on me your get ??
ayy, run up on me you get dropped
my n+ggas countin’ the guap
yea we be juggin’ a lot
[verse 2: fatboysse]
yeah yeah, i’m movin’ with mills
yea, i’m juggin’ with stills
b+tches they comin’ for real
money it comin’ for real
b+tch i ain’t payin’ yo bills
you suckin’ this d+ck for a mill
ooo you gave me the chills
i love the way that sh+t feels
everybody eats, everybody eats
i’m at the table with my n+ggas we just had a feast
and if we steppin’ out, we don’t tip the waitress cheap
i bet you find her at my crib, right on her knee
[chorus: jay critch]
everybody eats, everybody eats
stand up n+gga tell them p+ssies take a seat
i might ball in miami like i play for the heat
30 for my wrist, couple bands for the feats
where i’m from it get real
my n+ggas move with a still
no we ain’t missin’ no mills
don’t give a f+ck how you feel
run up on me your get ??
ayy, run up on me you get dropped
my n+ggas countin’ the guap
yea we be juggin’ a lot
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