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kxng eezy - grip it, pt. 1 lyrics

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[intro]
it’s malki on the beat

[chorus]
grip it, twist it
back it up and then fl!ck it
rip it, twisted
control one dance like it’s wizkid
spin it, dip it
secure the bag not these b+tches
reverse it, turn it
black to white, the man switches

[verse 1]
she be liking the grip of my pumpy
the vibe of the crowd, make her jumpy
the cost of my shoes be a monkey
lightskin darling, looking all lovely
’cause man got the sauce and the drip
whipping the foreigns and skrrin’ the whips
’cause man got the bag, all locked up and zipped
the cost of your rent, all up on my hip
hit from the back, she be loving my grip
send the location, my guy got the clip
only hit once, leave the p+ssy and dip
your feelings all hurt but i don’t give a sh+t
take a vacation then back to the biz
she f+ck with the gang when she comes to the nizz
this week is with nia, this week i want liz
you and i know that she f+cks with the kid
[chorus]
grip it, twist it
back it up and then fl!ck it
rip it, twisted
control one dance like it’s wizkid
spin it, dip it
secure the bag not these b+tches
reverse it, turn it
black to white, the man switchesgrip it, twist it
back it up and then fl!ck it
rip it, twisted
control one dance like it’s wizkid
spin it, dip it
secure the bag not these b+tches
reverse it, turn it
black to white, the man switches

[verse 2]
allow all the chat, she wanted the chocolate
p+ssy so wet, made her drip like a faucet
send the location, pull up to the crib
she down on her knees and you know that she’s sucking
got a bad b, you know she my rider
take her to tiffany’s, diamonds to wife her
all of these side hoes keep ringing my line
better scope on these n+ggas, but i got the sniper
securing the mulla, we loving the stack
come to my show, tell her take out her rack
the mandem be splashing, the p’s come in racks
spendin’ a bag then i’m making it back
saucy ass n+gga, i’m making a scene
versace and louis be holdingmy jeans
i spray it and wipe, i call mr. sheen
the p+ssy a mess but the money be clean
[chorus]
grip it, twist it
back it up and then fl!ck it
rip it, twisted
control one dance like it’s wizkid
spin it, dip it
secure the bag not these b+tches
reverse it, turn it
black to white, the man switches



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