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grits - open bar lyrics

(feat. pigeon john)

leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
‘69 cadillac, black on both sides,
here we go, it’s open bar time,
here we go, it’s open bar time,
come on,
leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
‘69 cadillac, black on both sides,
here we go.

so get you cups up, get your drink up,
it’s living water, baby,
get your mind in order, baby.

the world is yours, you can kick it any way you want,
you can be a slave forever, you can be the stump that everybody walks over,
or you can be a boulder and crush those fools like a buffalo soldier,
yeah, tennessee up in the house like this,
and we smacking all suckers with the west coast twist, (we yell)
dead flow in the cadillac, baby, the windows rolled down on the sunset strip,
the price paid, the blood on the ground laid,
we ‘bout to change the game like the bones brigade,
and i’m the new lance mountain in some d & g jeans,
i’m cold chilling, baby, with the west coast lean.

no matter who you are, tonight is open bar.

so get you cups up, get your drink up,
it’s living water, baby,
get your mind in order, baby.

the living liquid is acidic when it’s going down exquisite,
revisited, i did it, live it to the triple digit,
give it, get it ‘til it pivot with it,
carter said we did it,
let it eat at you, acidic,
we got it ‘cause we get it, did it,
in a manner, planned a proper course and took it,
lead a brighter light of hope,
invading games and certain that no one mistook it for a fleeting moment,
on it like a vigilante group,
purchase ticket, come and see me on it like a business suit,
i’m the supplying the truth, soon ample amounts of ammo,
a word of caution though: never chew off more than you can handle,
this is just a snippet, body ripping in the sample,
consequences, limit, ain’t no gimmicks in this foxhole.

no matter who you are, tonight is open bar.

propose a toast:

so get you cups up, get your drink up,
it’s living water, baby,
get your mind in order, baby.

it’s that lyrical liquid, miracle liquid,
same divine wine jesus pickled the sick with,
healed the afflicted,
dipped, sipped and chilled with his click wit,
last supper for the label, and grits to break bread with,
a permanent link, penned with a permanent ink,
discern vessels to eternally think,
for twelve years we been earning our keep, and won’t stop,
shed tears for the lost souls falling asleep,
they spear beers to the homies who was caught in the street,
we say our prayers for the mothers who was left with the grief,
wait patiently in the night for the thief to creep,
in the blink of an eye, standing at the cold of his feet,
sipping that living water, keeping my mind in order,
p-ssing the cup dutifully, it ended up beautifully.

so get you cups up, and get your drink on,
it’s living water, baby,
get your mind in order, baby.

get loose if you wanna get loose,
‘cause we got that juice to make you choose truth,
over there they pop grits,
over there they got gooks,
over here we keep it grade-a 150 proof.

no matter who you are, tonight is open bar.

so get you cups up, get your drink on,
it’s living water, baby,
get your mind in order, baby.

get loose if you wanna get loose,
‘cause we got that juice to make you choose truth,
over there they pop grits,
over there they got gooks,
over here we keep it grade-a 150 proof.

no matter who you are, tonight is open bar.

so get you cups up, get your drink on,
it’s living water, baby,
get your mind in order, baby.

- grits lyrics

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