Grind Harder
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•17 Aug 2021
I keep it fresher than the next bitch No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit Indeed, you gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver You got your own '96 suh-in the ride And keep your ass tighter than Versace that's why You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me They conniving shit The first chance to crack the bank They try me, all they get is 50 cent franks And papayas, from the village to the tele Time to kill it on your belly no question I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot Meet your death in less than 8 seconds Still poundin' in my after life Laugin' my shit is tight You who askin' right Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man of they own, man of they own) Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin' half black and Filipino fakin' no jacks Got you a beeper to feel important Surrounding your feet in Joanie Degas and Charles Jordan I keep ya dove but love You know these hoes be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B and so I creep I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken and You can't change a players game in the 9th inning The chrome rim spinning keeps 'em grinnin' So I run way the fuck up in 'em And wrinkle the face like linnin' I play hardah till they say God He's keepin' it real jigga stay hard Lord don't even trip I never slip, nigga what you don't see is what'cha get Weapons concealed what the fuck y'all feel When you nigga play sick we can all get ill Whats the deal? Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man of they own, man of they own) Yo, ain't no stoppin' this, no lie Promise to stay monogamous, I try But love you know these hoes be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay deep What up boo, just keep me laced in the illa snakes Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tubs Mackin' this bitch, wifey nigga So when you flip that coke Remember them days you was dead broke But now your style and I raised you Basically made you into a don Flippin' weight, heroin and shit You know my pussy is all that Thats why I get begets 5 carats and all that From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell I'm ringin' bells So who the player? I still keep you in the illest gators Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin' On how I fuck the best a shit Specially when I'm flippin' Baileys Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mami's I push the Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters Before this rap shit When you was in letters and bullshit berettas And eek classes with mo in the glasses Shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's Now all your mens' up in your Benz's High post, I swear you be killin' me Playin' inside my pubic hairs I never worry bout them other chicks Cause you proved who was your wiz When you was spinnin' that bitch I took a little when you was up north Your commissary stay pilin' How you livin' large on the island All them collects have me vexed But when you come home Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checks Now we on the rise Your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes Holdin' this grip cocked the green and the shit Fuck's no, I see half the dough Made you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man of they own, man of they own) Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers
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I keep it fresher than the next bitch No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit Indeed, you gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver You got your own '96 suh-in the ride And keep your ass tighter than Versace that's why You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me They conniving shit The first chance to crack the bank They try me, all they get is 50 cent franks And papayas, from the village to the tele Time to kill it on your belly no question I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot Meet your death in less than 8 seconds Still poundin' in my after life Laugin' my shit is tight You who askin' right Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man of they own, man of they own) Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin' half black and Filipino fakin' no jacks Got you a beeper to feel important Surrounding your feet in Joanie Degas and Charles Jordan I keep ya dove but love You know these hoes be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B and so I creep I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken and You can't change a players game in the 9th inning The chrome rim spinning keeps 'em grinnin' So I run way the fuck up in 'em And wrinkle the face like linnin' I play hardah till they say God He's keepin' it real jigga stay hard Lord don't even trip I never slip, nigga what you don't see is what'cha get Weapons concealed what the fuck y'all feel When you nigga play sick we can all get ill Whats the deal? Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man of they own, man of they own) Yo, ain't no stoppin' this, no lie Promise to stay monogamous, I try But love you know these hoes be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay deep What up boo, just keep me laced in the illa snakes Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tubs Mackin' this bitch, wifey nigga So when you flip that coke Remember them days you was dead broke But now your style and I raised you Basically made you into a don Flippin' weight, heroin and shit You know my pussy is all that Thats why I get begets 5 carats and all that From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell I'm ringin' bells So who the player? I still keep you in the illest gators Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin' On how I fuck the best a shit Specially when I'm flippin' Baileys Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mami's I push the Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters Before this rap shit When you was in letters and bullshit berettas And eek classes with mo in the glasses Shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's Now all your mens' up in your Benz's High post, I swear you be killin' me Playin' inside my pubic hairs I never worry bout them other chicks Cause you proved who was your wiz When you was spinnin' that bitch I took a little when you was up north Your commissary stay pilin' How you livin' large on the island All them collects have me vexed But when you come home Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checks Now we on the rise Your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes Holdin' this grip cocked the green and the shit Fuck's no, I see half the dough Made you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man of they own, man of they own) Ain't no nigga like the one I got No one can fuck you betta' Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers
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