Grill & Woman

Lyrics

[Chorus: Mike Jones] Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I got that candy paint with extra gloss Chroam ryms with extra shine I'm in H Town on a sunny day, so you know it's time to let the top down Paul Wall baby, yeah that's me Old school Lack is what I'm flippin' Purple drank is what I'm sippin' [?] still tippin' Never trippin' on spendin' cash A baller mission when I'm on the scene A white girl [?] Just a year ago It was all a dream Swisha House, baby that's the team Coming down all swag Tippin' on 4's [?] my ice bright, got them on they toes Slab shinin' with the grill and woman I'm knockin bitches down off the wall [?] riding right behind, [?] krawll [?] that I ball [?] punch in the clock I'm riding slab and coming down, I'm swanging choppers with the top dropped [Chorus: Mike Jones] Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman [Verse 2: Mike Jones] I keep my slab wet with a glass sip Eighty fo's with an extra set No other car, no other star Don't fuck with us [?] Diamonds shine everytime I talk They shine more when I smile and walk I come down with the top down Grill and woman, break them off 281 330 8004 If you ain't know, I'm letting you know 281 330 8004 If you ain't know, I'm letting you know That I decide to take the blow I decided we coming through When the parking lot droppin' tops [?] [?] [Chorus: Mike Jones] Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman [Verse 3: Bun B] Well I'm a young ghetto gentleman, my shoulders are striped I pull up in your parking lot, with something on chrome ice Riding big body slabs, sitting on [?] So look but don't touch, playboy they not your's [?] with the cheese [?] nothing but G's P.A.T.'s where I'm from, dirty south's what I rep [?]watch your fucking step [?] by nature, grinding by birth [?] corners for whatever they worth So when it comes to doing dirty, we get down to the routes Chuck the duse when you see the candy slab with diamond [?] I got the [Chorus: Mike Jones] Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, grill and woman Grill and woman, grill and woman