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Gold Grill
作詞：Chad L. Butler, Bernard James Freeman, M Goodwin, P. Smith
Uh uh, steady now steady 'round
Bitch don't never get no rest
Uh, grippin' the five, I'm a pimp in my mind
I'm 'bout a bitch got some goals with a good credit line
So, we pop the plastic if she hustle, I ball
Long as she payin' daddy, ain't no problems at all
So, we break the mall now and then we fuck
And then the bitch gon' be cool, long as the paper stay up
When she suck on my pipe, them golds shiny and bright
Got them lames hittin' that service every fuckin' night
I'm talkin' 'bout NBA tricks, NFL tricks
NHL tricks, payin' my bitch
Grade 'A' pussy and she payin' for my dick
She on my two-way now, the bitch done hit a fat dick, a fat dick
Now tell me what it's all about in that South, big gold grill in yo mouth
With leather inside your car or yo' back in yo' house
Get in a nigga's ride, the seat feel like a couch
Big cheese in my pouch, bitch, if it hurt say, 'Ouch'
Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will
Show ya grill if you will and you down with the trill
Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold
Show ya golds if ya bold and ya diamonds is cold
See this one right here, my niggas, we gon' dedicate it
To them boys from the ghetto keepin' grills gold plated
Never hated, never will, we stayin' forever trill
But boys on the blocks, they keep comin' forever grill
Open face with them designs shit, maybe a rack on top
And bottom with a couple of diamonds to add some shine
Some niggas got that yella gold, some niggas got that white
Some niggas got that platinum and bling, bling 'em all night
Shit, I know this boy with one gold, no ice
I know a nigga who got robbed and bought the same teeth twice
Mutha'fuckas with fangs, symbols of gangs or they squad
Some real and some fraud, spell the name of they broad
Got boys that praise the Lord with open face and they cross
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Some did all thirty-two, and paid a heavy-ass cost
So, whether you the boss, the runner or the square
C'mon down to the South, we got gold grills everywhere
Now tell me what it's all about in that South, big gold grill in yo mouth
With leather inside your car or yo' back in yo' house
Get in a nigga's ride, the seat feel like a couch
Big cheese in my pouch, bitch, if it hurt say, 'Ouch'
Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will
Show ya grill if you will and you down with the trill
Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold
Show ya golds if ya bold and ya diamonds is cold
Gold in the middle, they stay shiny, one on each canine
You get one free if you not paid on government aid
Go get some shades you blindin' hoes with 14 carat sun rays
But while they all up in yo grill, they vision blurry for days
Stacked and ya say, 'But couldn't I just stop at one just like Lays'
You left the whole jaw twinkle, to stick a rag in ya face
You buff 'em and shit, they sparkle like the comets in space
I got two crosses with a diamond, heart, a club and a spade
White ice on board that's what we be flippin' ball
3rd Ward to 'The Mound', you know that we keep it raw
8 Ball on my grill, baby, love it when I smile
Say it make her pussy wet and make her nipples get all hard
I try to break myself from the same ol' pattern
In the boulevards scattered, full a hatin' nigga chatterin'
Hoes, if you ask me, 'What them niggas be about?'
Hate me 'cause my flow official and I'm from that Dirty South
Now tell me what it's all about in that South, big gold grill in yo mouth
With leather inside your car or yo' back in yo' house
Get in a nigga's ride, the seat feel like a couch
Big cheese in my pouch, bitch, if it hurt say, 'Ouch'
Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will
Show ya grill if you will and you down with the trill
Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold
Show ya golds if ya bold and ya diamonds is cold
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