Lyrics Grey Poupon - Smoke DZA, Dave East, Steven Young

Grey Poupon

Started hundred dollar niggas
Million dollar rap though, you know?
I never met a nigga like myself before (never)
How you in the game but you don’t ever score?
Cigar smoking with the plug, I’m a dog straight out the reservoir (dog)
Benjamin been bringing me visions that I ain’t never saw
Uh, yea, we came for the rescue, the town was in shambles
The groupie bitches wanna hang like the straps on my Vandals
Got a couple trophy joints, let 'em sit on the mantle (nice)
Therapeutic shopper, just spent a thousand on candles
Dope in your apartment, they attack your spot
The TV was a Magnavox
I seen my cousin smile, he had a bag of rocks
Blue flag inside of the Dunks, these is Travis Scotts
Sonned a lot of these rappers, the magnum popped (ahhh!)
Get to the money, we ain’t in average spots
Shit we Harlem niggas, we brag a lot
You a broke nigga, a laughing stock
I burn a couple of P’s fucking with East
Cuban thirty two by itself minus the piece
Ooo, champagne and some lemonade (champagne sippers)
Got that bottle of that Ace of Spades (Ace)
Shawty pussy grade A (grade A)
Tell her come over and get a taste (pull up)
Tell her come over and (come over and)
Come over and (come over and)
Come over and get a taste
Tell her come over and get a taste (pull up)
Tell her come over and (come over and)
Come over and (come over and)
Ooo, champagne and some lemonade (champagne nigga)
Got that bottle of that Ace of Spades
(Get the bottle bring the bottle)
Shawty pussy grade A (grade A)
Tell her come over and get a taste (pull up)
Tell her come over and (come over and)
Come over and (come over and)
Come over and get a taste
Tell her come over and get a taste (pull up)
Tell her come over and (come over and)
Come over and (come over and)
This wine and cheese rap
If your cologne ain’t five hundred I better fall back
SBA ain’t trying to give this type of money
I’ma take my lawyer on a first class trip, man
It’s time to get up out of here
All them cases I beat
Or should I say she beat
Wine and cheese rap, nigga
You gotta put your linen on, you know what I’m saying?
Mink socks and shit like that, you know what I mean?
Grey Poupon flow