Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Yo' Grits, artist - Mac Dre.
Date of issue: 17.11.2014
Song language: English
Get Yo' Grits |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
I play, laugh and smile but I know life ain’t no joke |
You could be filthy rich one day and the next morning wake up broke |
I’m glad I learned my lesson, way back in '87 |
I was wide around the mouth, buying burritos at 7Eleven |
Boy I used to think it was all about jewelry, cars and fits |
'Til an OG told me, «young nigga get yo' grits» |
Now I get grits in sums that are lump |
Heart like Roy Jones, mind like Donald Trump |
Cash, R-U-L-E-S everything around me, it’s obvious |
So hustle I must D-O if he O |
He gonna pay a nigga like Reno 'cause he know |
You don’t play with me or my skrill |
Boy I’m hella cool but don’t make me kill |
Just soak up this pimping tip |
And listen to me when I say get yo' grits |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
I steady fiend for green and I’m clocking it fat |
'Cause life has no meaning when your pockets is flat |
Boy, gotta have that cheese, on this game I’m scrambling |
Quick getting spitting, mittens handling Hamiltions |
U, G chasing, replace them H-O-E's who make no cheese |
No time to be wasting my conversation making G’s |
Savage about it, not without it, let me hear you shout it |
My cabbage sprouted, jackers scouted, boy I don’t doubt it |
Niggas is hungry homie, lonely without their grits |
Bitches be phony homie for chips, ain’t that a bitch |
But I don’t break and I won’t fake, gotta keep it real |
And they gon' hate, 'cause I’m gon' make a motherfucking meal |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Money makes this world spin |
Not your man or girlfriend |
I keep my mind on that dollar, turning down nothing but my collar |
Gotta take care of me and my seed |
Buy what I want not what I need |
A nigga want something substantial made |
Don’t want no damn financial aid |
Getting them checks from the G-O-V |
You better H-U-S-T-L-E |
'Cause day in, day out, big skrill’s what it’s all about |
Boy I love my bank roll |
Don’t feel cool if it ain’t swole |
Gotta get cabbage gotta get chips |
Gotta be a savage and get my grits |
Ready for funk nigga, who want drama? |
Collecting mail just like 2Pac's mama |
Crestsider, Romp rider, might of robbed your bitch |
Gotta get my cabbage biscuits gravy and grits |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Yeah, y’all ain’t feeling a nigga though |
I’m hungrier then a motherfucker |
Gotta a dime of Mexican money |
I bet you after this shit drop I’m gonna be real fat boy |
You know what I’m saying? |
I’m hungry as a short mouth wolf right not |
I’m gonna eat |
To that big head motherfucker on that hundred dollar bill |
I’m coming after you baby |
Yeah, you better keep running |
Nah there ain’t no running I’m gonna catch your ass |
I’m gonna have a million of you motherfuckers |
Right there sitting up on the window |
In Wells Fargo bank, real large baby |
It don’t stop, young up in this bitch, fresh out |
Boy full of thatTop Ramen, running through his veins |
Yeah he hungry too, and you know he gonna get it |
You know he gonna get it |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |
Bitches wanna get licks |
Niggas wanna get blood |
We all wanna get rich and have phat cars and clothes |