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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Vada
Performer
DonnySolo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donavan Coleman
Songwriter
Vada Patten
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Intro]
(I go by the name of G5yvelikethis)
Solo the Don, look
Lil Vada in this—
[PreChorus]
It's gang in this bitch, I got racks with me (On the gang)
If I'm in the strip club, it's rack city (Ooh)
Throwin' hundreds in the air, we don't throw fifties (Gang)
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right (Lil Vada in this)
[Chorus]
I need an eater that's gon' eat, eat, eat it up (She gon' eat it up)
Bend it over, watch me beat, beat, beat it up (Ayy, wop)
She gon' tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Ooh)
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Pause, ooh)
[Verse 1]
Blower on me, they not scarin' us
Make some room, Lil Vada in this bitch, clear it up (Gang)
Put her on her knees, now her makeup smearin' up (On God)
It's racks everywhere in this bitch, make her pick it up (Wop, ooh, wop)
[Verse 2]
She need a **** that's gon' rack her up and smack her up (Smack her up)
Hit it from the side, toss her over, tell her back it up (Ooh, back it up)
Your ex-**** got an issue, I'ma pack him up (Woo)
Three thick bitches with the ass, make 'em stack it up
[Verse 3]
Ayy, it's rack city, let's fuck, but don't leave no hickeys (Ooh)
South Central, LA ****, I'm the king of my city (On gang)
Pick her up and smash the ho, now I'm tryna get jiggy (Hey)
When I step outside the club, all these bitches come with me, gang (Lil Vada in this)
[Verse 4]
She bad, I'm drunk in love with the ass (Drunk in love with the ass)
She thought the crib was rack city, I been stackin' up cash (I been stackin' up cash)
I pulled up and titty-fucked, turned around, did the dash (Turned around, did the dash)
She might call me Mystikal, I got her shakin' it fast, ooh
[Chorus]
I need an eater that's gon' eat, eat, eat it up (She gon' eat it up)
Bend it over, watch me beat, beat, beat it up (Ayy, fuck)
She gon' tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Ooh)
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Pause)
I need an eater that's gon' eat, eat, eat it up (She gon' eat it up)
Bend it over, watch me beat, beat, beat it up (Ayy, wop)
She gon' tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Ooh)
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Pause, ayy)
[Verse 5]
Bounce that ass, shake it, that shit too crazy (Ooh)
Top all day from ratchet bitches got me too lazy (On gang)
It's a BBW on my dick weighin' two-eighty (Big bitch)
Bitch was slim thick, but I had to do her too shady (Wop)
Ayy, rich-**** section, brought the bag out (Racks)
Thick bitches walk into my section with that ass out (On gang)
[Verse 6]
Ayy, type of ass make a grown man pass out (Man pass out)
Bend that ass, throw that ass, shake it, bitch, spazz out (Ooh)
The type of **** that can go and get your bitch fucked (Get your)
Hear the beep-beep, back it up, that's a Brink truck (Ah)
That pussy fire, I might hit it with a fist-pump (Uh)
Bad bitch with a BBL, she get nip-tucked (The fuck?)
[Chorus]
I need an eater that's gon' eat, eat, eat it up (She gon' eat it up)
Bend it over, watch me beat, beat, beat it up (Ayy, wop)
She gon' tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Ooh)
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Pause)
I need an eater that's gon' eat, eat, eat it up (She gon' eat it up)
Bend it over, watch me beat, beat, beat it up (Ayy, wop)
She gon' tear it up, let me see you tear it up (Ooh)
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
Written by: Donavan Coleman, Vada Tyrone Patten