Caliph - EATER JAMES Lyrics

Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright
I got a eater, yeah I got a eater, my little chiquita
She doin' whatever I ask her to do
Bat shit, Britney her mood
Pop out, bring me the blues
Lil attitude on Pepé Le Pew
Stank shit, she f*ck with the crew
Bang shit, gang shit, gang shit, she bendin the rules
Come back to cribo with Benjamin blues
F*ck up the money, she f*ck up the money (Damn)
I'm like what Benjamin do?
Bust up her back then I send her right back to her man
He like what got into you
Brody went crazy and got his shit stuck in a jam
She still wanna f*ck with the crew
Alright, okay
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright (Hmm)
Alright, okay, alright
I got a eater, yeah I got a eater, my little chiquita
She doin' whatever I ask her to do
Bat shit, Britney her mood
Pop out, bring me the blues
Lil attitude on Pepé Le Pew
Stank shit, she f*ck with the crew
Bang shit, gang shit, gang shit, she bendin the rules
She fell in love
She fell in love
She fell in love
She fell in love
She fell in love with a real nigga (Mmm)
How could you fall in love
You fall in love
You fall in love
You fall in love f*ckin up the business
F*ckin up the money, f*ckin up the hustle
We was doin lovely, now you wanna cuddle
Now you wanna meddle, f*ckin up the bubble
Now you wanna settle
But I could never do that, now we have a problem
Now we have a problem (Woowooowo)