Lyrics:
get what I want if his hoes walk by
In my business and be wrong (S.U.M.M.E.R G.R.I.N.D)
Woke that ass up after putting my shit on (S.U.M.M.E.R
discreet
Dugo, pawes and luha ko
I stand by our people
And they know that I do
I got this bread on me brodie that's BIG Flip
Thats a BIG Flip
My pinoy
a big o'l bed to fuck you and all of your friends
I'm finna finish in first never in last
We don't love keke we only love cash
I'm finna grind
I'm
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
went to Howard
Aye look I'm drippin, Seattle Washington with the showers
We move on different hours, but our 24 the same
I'm like a slider left by
bling here
Been having a Benz, been having Vettes, been having a Rover
Gotta house by the lake, look here ask Joe Claire, see I told ya
Been having
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
smoked like Smokey
Take you back to school get coached by Smokey
Brownie the man on the walkie talkie
Ice cream man got Hokey Pokey
It's passionate we
to KeKe, Youngstar to Pokey
Will lean to E.S.G, Z-Ro to Big Moe
It ain't enough space to name them all so here I go
Beating down the block while chunking
n****z stay up escape
Bos, Big V, Pokey, Mann, Mama 'cause we freakin' man
N**** just waitin' for the champagne
And 'cause that's me
(What ya gonna do
phased by any craze (nope)
Blazing paths like blazing j's
Perfect joint amazing J
I blaze for days no ashing out
Long haul no cashing out (the grind)
Hit
gonna have us some gold
Each one of us, right there in our homes
That we stare at daily, making deals on the phones
Ring ring, who's there
Big money, I
Before I pop, Rest In Peace Big Pokey mane
Long live Sensei Imma start this junt off like this
I grew off Kirby Parkway Southeast Memphis
Couple
by any means (Yeah)
Took FED chances just so she can meet our needs
I know the grind nigga
I know the grind nigga (Yeah)
Yeah by two women, I was
superstars
Extra-large players like kareem abdul jabbar
Word to god, pun, my crew won't give a fuck who you are
We do our job like we part of the mob, shoot up
by the strand
Get away lil boy you fuckin wit a grown man
Ughh
Fast forward time and im still on the grind bitch
Fast forward time and im still
Ain't no love around here so I'm loving my grind
Aint no love around here so I'm loving my grind
Ain't no love around here so I'm loving my grind
I
foreign chicks wit big ass hips
My Pokey balls on they lips
Then I'll do they ass like cshe
Let one go then I'll dip
I Ball like ah swoosh on da mic
Like Lois she nosy
She shaking her body
She do Hokey Pokey
Catch me outside like I'm Danielle Bregoli
Like Stewie I need all the money you owe me
My aunt
the
Blue skied, sun dried, big wide open space
That's where our fears are erased
Come work it out, mess about, to discount daily grind
'Cause when the hours
my ladies out there, we grind cos we gotta grind, we do it to our best)
Lipstick stains on my pillow
(Queens, of our own destiny's, I always got your
Gunna, Gunna, Baby
Fuck with young YSL yeah it's our year
Yeah big racks, money talking
Nigga that's all I hear (big racks, but the money talk)
of grind/
Say Yessssuh.
With a lifetime of grind /
Say Yessssuhhh
I say it’s our time to shine /
Now put your lighters in the air
If you know its yo
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