Grits The Roots (Ft. Pazi Plant)

[Intro]
Yo Malik Blunt
[B] Whassup?
Tell me how you like your grits man
[B] Man I like ALL KINDS of grits son
I just don't like them sticky grits
Word, that was trippy
Whassup with you Black Thought man, wassup?
[T] Word, organix, groovy stew grits
With cheese, and mad honey
That ain't nuttin man!
[T] That's the grits that needs cash man!
I like my grits with sugar man
[B] I like them with BUTTER
Sweet and smooth man

[Hook x4]
Who gets the grits? (Say what?) Bust it, let a
Brother tell another about the real grits getters
(Yeah, the grits getters get the grits y'all)

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Now, me? I'm out to get the grits more than a little bit
If I said, "Don't get it, black," you know I'd be a hypocrite
Levels often fluctuate to surplus from deficit
Rated with the X is the X-tra X-plicit grits
I, slides, AND slips, AND dives, AND dips
Into it, it being grits that I gets like a quaker
But take the raincoats for the oats
When you crush trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow
With butter, you slip up in the grits and make 'em other
Some people call it skins but grits is the other term
That you gots to learn to keep up on all the scoop
I get a little ends, but never spends loot for the wiggle
Some immature kids like to laugh so, they giggle
For the grits and when they get close, they start skitzin'
Not this kid, because I switched and flipped and
Changed the position that I hits in-side
I glide, words can't describe how I move, be
Like hittin' a doobie, Thought'll get ya groovy, so!
Yo, black, here's a bit of advice:
Your wife's nice so you better keep the girls away
From the grits getter