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Gold Grill

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  • [Pimp C] Uh...steady ?? steady ??
    ****** don't never get no rest [Pimp C]
    Uh...Grippin' the five,
    I'm a pimp in my mind;
    I'm 'bout a ****** 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 ******;
    And then the ****** gon' be cool
    Long as the paper stay up
    When she suck on my pipe
    Them golds ******ny and bright..
    Got them ?? hittin' that service every ******' night
    I'm tal'in' 'bout
    NBA tricks
    NFL tricks
    NHL tricks
    Payin' my ******
    Grade A ****** and she payin' for my ******;
    She on my two-way now
    The ****** done hit a fat ******, a fat ****** [Chorus: Bun B]
    Now tell me what it's all about in that
    South: Big gold grill in yo mouth
    With leather inside your car, on yo' back, in yo' house
    Get in a ******'s ride, the seat feel like a couch
    Big cheese in my pouch
    ******, if it hurt, say "Ouch" [Chorus: Pimp C]
    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 [Bun B]
    See this one right here, my ******s
    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 ??
    Open face with them designs...******t
    Maybe a rack on top and bottom with a couple of diamonds to add some ******ne
    Some ******s got that yella gold
    Some ******s got that white
    Some ******s got that platinum and bling, bling 'em all night
    ******t, I know this boy with one gold, no ice;
    I know a ****** who got robbed and bought the same teeth twice;
    Mutha******as 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
    Some did all thirty-two, and paid a heavy-ass cost
    So, whether you the boss, the runner, or the ******
    C'mon down to the
    South; We got gold grills everywhere [Chorus] [MJG]
    Gold in the middle, they stay ******ny
    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 ******t;
    They sparkle like the comets in space
    I got two crosses with a diamond, heart, a club, and a spade [Eightball]
    White ice on ??; 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 ****** wet
    And make her ******* get all hard
    I try to break myself from the same ol' pattern
    In the boulevards scattered, full a hatin': ****** chatterin'
    Hoes, if you ask me, "What them ******s be about?"
    Hate me 'cause my flow official
    And I'm from that
    Dirty South [Chorus]
  • [Pimp C] Uh...steady ?? steady ??
    ****** don't never get no rest [Pimp C]
    Uh...Grippin' the five,
    I'm a pimp in my mind;
    I'm 'bout a ****** 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 ******;
    And then the ****** gon' be cool
    Long as the paper stay up
    When she suck on my pipe
    Them golds ******ny and bright..
    Got them ?? hittin' that service every ******' night
    I'm tal'in' 'bout
    NBA tricks
    NFL tricks
    NHL tricks
    Payin' my ******
    Grade A ****** and she payin' for my ******;
    She on my two-way now
    The ****** done hit a fat ******, a fat ****** [Chorus: Bun B]
    Now tell me what it's all about in that
    South: Big gold grill in yo mouth
    With leather inside your car, on yo' back, in yo' house
    Get in a ******'s ride, the seat feel like a couch
    Big cheese in my pouch
    ******, if it hurt, say "Ouch" [Chorus: Pimp C]
    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 [Bun B]
    See this one right here, my ******s
    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 ??
    Open face with them designs...******t
    Maybe a rack on top and bottom with a couple of diamonds to add some ******ne
    Some ******s got that yella gold
    Some ******s got that white
    Some ******s got that platinum and bling, bling 'em all night
    ******t, I know this boy with one gold, no ice;
    I know a ****** who got robbed and bought the same teeth twice;
    Mutha******as 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
    Some did all thirty-two, and paid a heavy-ass cost
    So, whether you the boss, the runner, or the ******
    C'mon down to the
    South; We got gold grills everywhere [Chorus] [MJG]
    Gold in the middle, they stay ******ny
    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 ******t;
    They sparkle like the comets in space
    I got two crosses with a diamond, heart, a club, and a spade [Eightball]
    White ice on ??; 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 ****** wet
    And make her ******* get all hard
    I try to break myself from the same ol' pattern
    In the boulevards scattered, full a hatin': ****** chatterin'
    Hoes, if you ask me, "What them ******s be about?"
    Hate me 'cause my flow official
    And I'm from that
    Dirty South [Chorus]