Lyrics Get Up and Grind - HoodRich Pablo Juan

Get Up and Grind

Know what I’m sayin'?
One thing you, like, long as you got legs
Imma run to this money, man
Got hands, nigga, 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 fuck 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 shit 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 nigga ballin', they callin' for
I went to crazy, I fucked 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 fuck 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 nigga, 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 fuck 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 shit you can’t find