[Intro : Giggs]
Yes
Grind
Yeah
Running up the sets again
I'm having fun with it, you know them ones
These niggas are struggling out here
Boom
[Verse 1: Joe Grind]
Just got me a sprayer pump
Came out in my Nike suit, and my red dunks
Came out in the right mood, Imma clean up
Been up since the stars, sun and the clouds touched
And I done about 20 shots, and I parked up
Stepped out the whip, yo saw, they were starstruck
Young bucks, so I just wait, and they all blushed
Wrote Grind on their school books, they were all touched
Boom buck what I've heard [?] new stuff
Told him all that I've bought, he said 'Ah, fuck!'
Hung up, look for some creps, for the last touch
Tried some Air Force in the 9, got a size up
DJs ringing my line for some hot dubs
Claim that they're playing some hard stuff, but it's not us
Didn't wanna to play our tunes, when we [?]
Now they're all up in our shit like some bum-fluff
Stop now, go back 4 lines, feel my new style
In my new clothes, I put them in my nice house
Stayed in, took a nice nap, for a nice while
Woke up, feeling all fresh and it's night now
Came out, drawed a hot ting, fucked her brains out
Change out of the sweaty suit, and it's stained out
Line rings, so I run quick to the trap house
Bagged up about 30 draws, now I'm staying out
Yes
Grind
Yeah
Running up the sets again
I'm having fun with it, you know them ones
These niggas are struggling out here
Boom
[Verse 1: Joe Grind]
Just got me a sprayer pump
Came out in my Nike suit, and my red dunks
Came out in the right mood, Imma clean up
Been up since the stars, sun and the clouds touched
And I done about 20 shots, and I parked up
Stepped out the whip, yo saw, they were starstruck
Young bucks, so I just wait, and they all blushed
Wrote Grind on their school books, they were all touched
Boom buck what I've heard [?] new stuff
Told him all that I've bought, he said 'Ah, fuck!'
Hung up, look for some creps, for the last touch
Tried some Air Force in the 9, got a size up
DJs ringing my line for some hot dubs
Claim that they're playing some hard stuff, but it's not us
Didn't wanna to play our tunes, when we [?]
Now they're all up in our shit like some bum-fluff
Stop now, go back 4 lines, feel my new style
In my new clothes, I put them in my nice house
Stayed in, took a nice nap, for a nice while
Woke up, feeling all fresh and it's night now
Came out, drawed a hot ting, fucked her brains out
Change out of the sweaty suit, and it's stained out
Line rings, so I run quick to the trap house
Bagged up about 30 draws, now I'm staying out
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