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Get Up & Grind
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Hoodrich Pablo Juan
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Know what I’m sayin’? One thing you, like, long as you got legs Imma run to this money, man Got hands, n***a, for no handout Imma get up and grind mine (Danny, I see you) Gotta get up and grind, ain’t doin’ no winin’ I came out the dirt, now I shine like a diamond They hatin’ ain’t workin’, you know they start lyin’ Can’t tell her nothin’, she know that she fine VV’s on me, dancin’ like they was prime time She know when I f**k her, I’m tryna [?] like [?] Eat her at twelve, it’s lunch time Big ole’ baguettes and you just a lil crouton Get up and grind, I get up and grind I get up and grind, I get up and grind I done been locked up Gotta run up these racks up Can’t bе wasting no time, yuh I get up and grind, I get up and grind I gеt up and grind, I get up and grind She tell me it’s mine, I know that she lyin’ My drip is divine, this sh*t you can’t find I just want bankrolls (Yeah) Damn, that ass swole (Goddamn) She freaky, she just like me So I get what I want and she don’t tell me no I need a napkin, shawty be wet (She wet) AMG Benz, it feel like a jet Young n***a ballin’, they callin’ for [?] I went to crazy, I f**ked up the set Walked into Nemans, I’m blowing a check Louie V, Chrome-heart, Cartier specs Hoodrich, it’s a money set Damn girl, I ain’t know you had ass like that Down, set, hut, she throw it like a quarterback Shop on the internet, you know I ordered that I need less hate and more sex Gotta get up and grind, get a check You ain’t grindin’, what the f**k is you doin’? Ain’t about money, whatchu’ talkin’ bout’? (What you say?) Run up the money as long as I got legs I don’t work but I’m working it out Light skin, flip her inside out Pull up in the Benz, jump out I don’t need friends I’m just chasin’ the money n***a, I ain’t chasin’ no clout Gotta get up and grind, ain’t doin’ no winin’ I came out the dirt, now I shine like a diamond They hatin’ ain’t workin’, you know they start lyin’ Can’t tell her nothin’, she know that she fine VV’s on me, dancin’ like they was prime time She know when I f**k her, I’m tryna [?] like [?] Eat her at twelve, it’s lunch time Big ole’ baguettes and you just a lil crouton Get up and grind, I get up and grind I get up and grind, I get up and grind I done been locked up Gotta run up these racks up Can’t be wasting no time, yuh I get up and grind, I get up and grind I get up and grind, I get up and grind She tell me it’s mine, I know that she lyin’ My drip is divine, this sh*t you can’t find
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