8
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that (girl)
(Yeah, what's up?)
Eat 'em up, yeah, eat 'em up (yeah, I was on a little diet, had to get ready for the summer)
Eat 'em up, yeah (even if they don't want it, we gon' give it to 'em)
Eat 'em up
If I don't do nothin', I serve
Really, I'm super absurd
Got 'em all dead like purge
Leave 'em speechless, no words
Leave 'em speechless, no- (kick it)
Comin' in first, you third (woo)
Tight fit, showin' my curves (yes)
Lights, camera, action like verbs (ooh)
Goin' hard for my sisters (yeah)
Hurry up, take my picture (uh)
Heels hurt, I got blisters (damn)
Touchdown, make me richer
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that (girl)
(Yeah, what's up?)
Eat 'em up, yeah, eat 'em up (yeah, I was on a little diet, had to get ready for the summer)
Eat 'em up, yeah (even if they don't want it, we gon' give it to 'em)
Eat 'em up
I can do it better than he can
Really like that, no pretend
Had to get 'em back, just to revenge
I might go to Paris for the weekend
I might go with (kick it) for the weekend
Sports mode, 'cause I be speedin' (skrrt)
No safety, I'm bleedin' (shh)
I can never fumble, I defend
Goin' hard for my sisters
Hurry up, take my picture
Heels hurt, I got blisters
Touchdown, make me richer
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that (girl)
(Yeah, what's up?)
Eat 'em up, yeah, eat 'em up (yeah, I was on a little diet, had to get ready for the summer)
Eat 'em up, yeah (even if they don't want it, we gon' give it to 'em)
Eat 'em up
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that (girl)
(Yeah, what's up?)
Eat 'em up, yeah, eat 'em up (yeah, I was on a little diet, had to get ready for the summer)
Eat 'em up, yeah (even if they don't want it, we gon' give it to 'em)
Eat 'em up
If I don't do nothin', I serve
Really, I'm super absurd
Got 'em all dead like purge
Leave 'em speechless, no words
Leave 'em speechless, no- (kick it)
Comin' in first, you third (woo)
Tight fit, showin' my curves (yes)
Lights, camera, action like verbs (ooh)
Goin' hard for my sisters (yeah)
Hurry up, take my picture (uh)
Heels hurt, I got blisters (damn)
Touchdown, make me richer
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that (girl)
(Yeah, what's up?)
Eat 'em up, yeah, eat 'em up (yeah, I was on a little diet, had to get ready for the summer)
Eat 'em up, yeah (even if they don't want it, we gon' give it to 'em)
Eat 'em up
I can do it better than he can
Really like that, no pretend
Had to get 'em back, just to revenge
I might go to Paris for the weekend
I might go with (kick it) for the weekend
Sports mode, 'cause I be speedin' (skrrt)
No safety, I'm bleedin' (shh)
I can never fumble, I defend
Goin' hard for my sisters
Hurry up, take my picture
Heels hurt, I got blisters
Touchdown, make me richer
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that
I ain't even hungry, but I ate that
I keep on winnin', and they hate that (uh, yeah)
And they hate that
And they hate that (girl)
(Yeah, what's up?)
Eat 'em up, yeah, eat 'em up (yeah, I was on a little diet, had to get ready for the summer)
Eat 'em up, yeah (even if they don't want it, we gon' give it to 'em)
Eat 'em up
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Writer(s): Tierra Sharday Whack-welton, Jesse Wendell Mapson
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