GREASE FROM THE ELBOWS Quelle Chris & Chris Keys (Ft. ​billy woods & Pink Siifu)

[Hook: Quelle Chris]
Yeah
Bring it back and go on, get it
Lo pro and all city
Grease from the elbows wit' it
Say it wit' ya chest, no, feel it
Gotta milk both hands on titty
Cambodian on Diddy
Land with a plan all ready
Bring it back and go on get it
(How bout) grease from the elbows wit' it
(How bout) grease from the elbows wit' it
(How bout) grease from the elbows wit' it
(How bout) grease from the elbows wit' it

[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
This ain't as seen on TV
We break necks and break backbones
Goes for e'ryone I broke bread with and e'ry paper chaser I know
Gotta keep play set on TV, halftime's hell, baby gon' throw
Fool never have a running back, QB, to my body goes the hope
You are not the YR empire
We toast high like kanpai
Sometimes, [?] rolls on top
Shit, time fly quick like gunfire
This the return, the return of (the mack)
How many broke days does it take for your old ways to (vanish)
Skin it like a owl with a tootsie
Skin it like chicken noodle soup when I had the cold
Lil' momma servin' up my 'tussin
Plus I make love to the money
When I pull it out, leave the bank smellin' like the D'usse
Not a dream scene, optically
That's him, black van, white sand
In a tropical tee
Day and night, him bring it back