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TY:DEL - Grocery Store (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TY:DEL
TY:DEL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ritchie Retita
Ritchie Retita
Songwriter
Timothy Long
Timothy Long
Songwriter
Carlson Kam
Carlson Kam
Songwriter
Roshan Sundram
Roshan Sundram
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ritchie Retita
Ritchie Retita
Producer
Timothy Long
Timothy Long
Producer
Carlson Kam
Carlson Kam
Producer
Roshan Sundram
Roshan Sundram
Producer

Lyrics

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Not one to call you out, mm You look a little rough here lately Though you never leave the house, but Your heart's in the place of someone else, mm-mm Can't find room to love yourself, mm-mm-mm-mm (mm-mm) Friends knocking at your door You once were the life of the party Now curled up on the floor Friday nights with Ben and Jerry's, ah, mm-mm Watching last season's memories, ah, mm-mm-mm, oh (So let's) meet up at the grocery store Don't care 'bout what's it for (And keep) dancing 'cause we're bored Slide across the floor (yeah) We ain't got no place to be Just you and me (oh) Forget 'bout what's in store And meet at the grocery store (oh) Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da (da-da-da-da-da) Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da Lemme drive you 'round town and Let your heart out to lady Pick wine off the shelf (uh) She's a red so a white one maybe I think it's time to forget how she called you "Baby" I know you'll be fine (ooh-ooh) (So let's) meet up at the grocery store Don't care 'bout what's it for (And keep) dancing 'cause we're bored Slide across the floor (slide across the floor) We ain't got no place to be Just you and me (just you and me) Forget 'bout what's in store And meet at the grocery store (oh-oh) Everyone needs somebody Who's a pill for the pain, oh-yeah, yeah Be the shoulder you can cry at the end of the day I'll be the blood to your veins, yeah, oh Yuh, feeling good, feeling blessed Iced-out, cold fake diamonds on ya neck (yeah, yeah) Moving hundreds on the dash Driving too fast in your mama's old Benz, like, "Whoa!" Past the limits, you're outta control Bite your teeth, don't break your bones 'Cause it's time to Offset Any shade of blue with the Migos on set (sing it) Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da (da-da-da-da-da) Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da At the grocery store We ain't got no place to be Just you and me Forget 'bout what's in store And meet at the grocery store (grocery store) Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da Da-dum-da-da Grocery store
Writer(s): Carlson Kam, Ritchie Retita, Roshan Sundram, Timothy Long Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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