Grindin

Lyrics
[Intro] Okay, okay, okay, kyuh Come on, come on Uh-huh, listen [Verse 1] Ye' ain't say nothin', lil' mama I got those And I'm about to bl-blow like snot nose (Whuh) Oh, no, no homo (Ugh) This is for my niggas, my niggas that don't know (Come on) Please tell these rap bitches to get ready (Ugh) Don't get gassed unless you're gettin' getty Don't get jerk, j-jerk don't get nutty Fix up your paperwork, you're somebody But you ain't better than the President (No) I'm just too eloquent, bitch, I'm the President I be sittin' on a elephant Countin' all my money where Stella went (Hahaha) And I don't need my groove back (No) Unless the nigga lookin' like 2Pac (Oh) Unless he got colors like Toucan Sam (Uh-huh), Sam I am (Whuh) Different color Lambs, Green Eggs and Ham (Okay) Bet I could bake a gram like the baker's man (Okay) Stop runnin' up on me like who? What? When? I stay around the white like the Ku Klux Klan (Okay) I stay around the sand, butter-pecan tan (Look, haha) Butter-pecan tan (Kyuh) I stay around the sand, butter-pecan tan, nigga [Bridge] Damn, look, I'm a bad bitch I'ma give y'all a couple more bars, it's nothin', listen, look (Kyuh) [Verse 2] I was shotgun when the Bentley cruised up (Word) I'm a bad bitch, let me put my shoes up (Okay) I don't say, "Hi," I just throw my two's up (What up) When I'm in Texas I chuck my deuce up Bitches is snakes, sorta like Medusa (Uh-huh) I get on the beats like a new producer "I hate Nicki Minaj" Just excuse her I'm in a GT, she in a PT Cruiser (Hahahaha) I mean the PT bruiser Dang, lil' mama, you is such a loser (Okay) Okay, you is such a loser Dang, lil' mama, you is such a loser, hahaha [Outro] I mean if I'm not the baddest bitch who the fuck is? Like, I mean, you know when I do it it's done, like You know? Get, get, get, get who you want Like, I'ma body every last bitch in the game I'ma sit on my throne and And, and I'ma, you know these bitches, you know be-be pickin' my fruit out Like, I-I want some ill, like you know some fresh strawberries and shit Like tell them bitches get ready to pick my fruit Like, you know what I'm sayin'? I'ma be sittin on the throne Like, you know what I'm sayin'? Like Michael Jackson and Eddie Murphy, it's nothin', like Ya, ya dig? Hahahaha
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- Nicki Minaj