Lyrics: Gurb On

Damn, I'm so hungry.
Plus I'm layin.
What time is it?
I'll tell you what...

It's 5 o'clock in the morning
and the club is over.
Shawty let's go get our grub on.
I had way too much to drink
and I need to get sober.
So, let's go get our grub on.
Baby let's get out of here
I know a place not far from here
that I can get that grub on.
Said my stomach's growlin' so crazy,
would you please feed me baby?
Girl let me get my grub on.

No cheese steak or grits...
I don't have a taste for that.
I don't want pancakes or bacon...
I don't have a tatse for that.
Girl I want something fulfilling
that's gon' fill my appetite.
Girl you're the only one that can make it alright.

Will you be my IHOP baby?
Can I place my order?
The food in here is crazy.
Twenty-four hours
'Round the clock you open
Baby here's a tip:
You hop on top of me,
I hop on top of you.

I'm thinking 'bout going for seconds,
maybe some dessert. Yeah.
I'm still tryna get my grub on.
And when I taste ya coffee
with sugar and cream.
This spot is where I belong. oh...
Cake and whip cream so divine.
I could eat here all the time.
Is there a doggy bag I could take home?
Tellin' you if you ain't tasted,
think you better call your waitress.
Cuz IHOP's open 'til the early morn.

No fruitcakes, no salads...
I don't have a taste for that
Lookin' for a meal with a balance.
Something that can satisfy me.
Girl I want something fulfilling.
That's gon' take care of my cravings.
So girl tell me can you feed me?

Will you be my IHOP baby?
Can I place my order?
The food in here is crazy.
Twenty-four hours
'Round the clock you open
Baby here's a tip:
You hop on top of me,
while I hop on top of you.

I like that blueberry syrup
I like that strawberry syrup
Now baby lay your body down
and let me lick it all up.
Now baby let's get you seated.
Don't need a plate to, whoo!
Get a good meal,
let me show you girl it's real.
But it's gon' be just me and you.
We gon' grub 'til we full.
So tell me it's cool.

[x2]
Will you be my IHOP baby?
Can I place my order?
The food in here is crazy.
Twenty-four hours
'Round the clock you open
Baby here's a tip:
You hop on top of me,
I'ma I hop on top of you.

Now gimme that rootie-tootie
that fresh & fruity
that, that, that big ol' booty.
Now come and do me.
Grub on,
grub on...
Grub on,
grub on....