Chris Webby - OMG (On My Grind) - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

21.12.2010

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Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] Yeah, I've been on my grind since I hustled twenty bags of piff Now I'm trying to make a living off this rapping shit Back in the day they all used to laugh and shit Now they asking for a VIP pass and shit Used to stay up all night and I practice it Rhyme book up in my hand and a track to rip You ain't even half the Chris, ask your bitch Lean back, light it up, and relax a bit I hit the bottom, now I'm living sick Posted with a chick, EZ-Wider full of piff That's enough to keep me happy so I'm living like this Till I'm spending all my money and they put me in a ditch We all gon' die, so while we still alive I'm trying to get by, baby have a good time Let me live it up, let me just grind Go and live your life, homie let me live mine (ah) [Hook Miss Daja] On my grind x8 [Verse 2] It's been a long hard road and a lot to go [?] with the flow can't lock the can't block the blow Trying to compare your mission is impossible I'm just trying to make a living, can't knock it bro Getting high man, chilling on the coast eating fried clams Facebook hits from CT to Thailand Went from no money, to having show money Sved to the Ciroc and it's so lovely No I don't Dougie, this is real rap Suburbs to the block, gotta feel that Since the White Noise fitted with the ear flaps I've been on my grind none stop now a year passed And I'm still going every day Webby (flowing ship?) Moving at the speed of a NASCAR motorist Time flies and we only getting older quick So I'm here to party, yo enough with all the soberness [Hook] [Verse 3] I've been dropping ill flows since I still rocked a diaper More bars than Rikers, pull an all-nighter With your chick big tits, looking foxier than Swiper Hit then flip the TV on and play some Street Fighter Living good with a dutchie and a lighter Going too hard, baby put me in a cypher Smoother than a cup of apple cider, dope rhyme writer Grinding every day until I'm whipping in a Viper That dude from Connecticut who got my name public Following my dream and I mother fucking love it If you got a dream go and make something of it Because if you ain't doing what you love (then?) fuck it Never let somebody tell you what you gotta be Be yourself, have fun, live life, be free But you gotta work for it, yo look at me All I ever do is G-R-I-N-D (see) [Hook] [Outro] Yeah baby, I am x5
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