Lil Wayne - Grindin' - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

08.08.2014

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[Intro] Grindin’, grindin’ Grindin’, grindin’ Grindin’, grindin’ Grindin’, grindin’ [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I’m grindin’, I’m grindin’, I’m grindin’ I promise I fuck her until I get tired, retire and then come out retirement My girl like it rough she said “find me a diamond” Her body be grindin’ Lord we be on every kind of narcotic That make us believe, when we lyin’, we honest, I love you Pick, Michael Jackson to Jordan to Tyson to Myers Too much dirty money when the colors Are washing the whites in the dryer my nigga It ain’t rocket science just rockets I sleep in pussy not pajamas, grindin' I got this shit down to a science, I turn in my project, A minus Whew, I ain’t crazy, I’m krazy and all of my niggas chaotic Dressed in all black like they gothic Music too loud to hear sirens, we pop, pop, pop up where you stay Knock, knock, knock, anyone home? Pop, pop, pop, pop then we outtie I need a bitch like Naomi to take off her clothes like Leilani for niggas that’s grindin’ [Hook: Lil Wayne] Nigga I’m grindin’ for all my shit Grindin’ for all my shit Yeah, I’m grindin’ for all my shit I put time into all this shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit Perfect timing with all my shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] The feds be spying on all of us nigga These hoes be lying to all of us nigga I got news for the monogamous niggas Yo' bitch fucking anonymous niggas I done seen it all my nigga Cause these hoes seeing all of my niggas Cause what’s the hottest shit on these corners? That’s me and all my niggas Grind for all this shit, I ain’t ever fall for that bitch Cause picking up the feather from a lovebird Is like a medicine ball to that bitch We'll bring Gucci bag in this bitch And you know what's stashed in that bitch These niggas walk around with they chests out Like Janet Jackson and shit I’m sweatin’ grindin’ this bitch, I need a shrine in this bitch Fuck double O seven, I work twenty-four seven Ain’t got time to bond with no bitch Heard Jay Z got a new Cognac, where to find that shit? The weed sticky, grind that shit Where I got it from? Nevermind that shit [Hook: Lil Wayne] Nigga I’m grindin’ for all my shit Grindin’ for all my shit Yeah, I’m grindin’ for all my shit I put time into all this shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit Perfect timing with all my shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit [Verse 3: Drake] I got a new vision for all my shit I don’t know what to call that shit I know, I’m selling all of my cars I’m selling all of my watches I’m selling diamonds and all of that shit Realized I don’t need that shit I’m a different breed with this shit I’m tryna turn M’s to B’s in this bitch And I ain’t ever pay to be with no bitch I, I, I want that Brigitte Bardot hanging over my bed Fifty mill in one room, you, you could ask anyone out here Who running the game? And they’ll tell you the truth Man, they'll tell you Oh look, they fuck with me now I think they’re hearin' me now Someone said "Nigga they takin' you seriously now" I’m like "I think they just might be scared of me now" But it’s all good, niggas wrong every day, niggas wrong every day Go, goin' to LA where I’m tryna get high and do a song every day Safe, we ain’t ever have to play it safe I would rather stack it up and put it in a safe Then peek inside the safe and see I’m runnin' out of space Mothafucka that’s grindin' [Hook: Lil Wayne] Nigga I’m grindin’ for all my shit Grindin’ for all my shit Yeah, I’m grindin’ for all my shit I put time into all this shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit Perfect timing with all my shit I’m grindin’ for all my shit [Bridge: Lil Wayne] (Grindin’, grindin’) Perfect timing (Grindin’, grindin’) (Grindin’, grindin’) I would rather stack it up and put it in the safe Then peek inside the safe and say I’m running out of space Believe that [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Scoob, find another oo-wop Tell them niggas cool out Cause it can be a mohafucking shoot-out Kidnap a nigga, beat the truth out Moms pick the suit out Top floor, window he get threw out Deuce out, pussy bitches, deuce out Flying out the crew out, they flew out Invite 'em to my new house, my new house I’m fucking every night up in my new house Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, grindin’ I’m fucking every night up in my new house Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I'm grindin’ I’m fucking every night up in my new house Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I’m grindin’ [Outro] Twap, twap! Twap, twap! In the new house, we got the twap
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