lil wayne – grindin lyrics
[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 f— her until i get tired, retired and then i come out retirement
my girl like it rough she said “find me a diamond” about to be grindin’
lord we be on every kind of narcotic, that make us believe when we lyin’, we honest
i love you (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 n-gg-
it ain’t rocket science just rockets i sleep in p-ssy not pajamas, grindin’
i got this sh-t down to a science, i turn in my project a minus
whew, i ain’t crazy, i’m krazy and all of my n-gg-s chaotic
dressed in all black like they gothic, music too loud to hear sirens
we pop, pop, pop where you stay, knock, knock, knock, anyone home?
pop, pop, pop, pop then we outtie, i need a b-tch like naomi
to take off her clothes like leilani for n-gg-s that’s grindin’
[hook: lil wayne]
n-gg- i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
yeah, i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
put time into all this sh-t
(perfect timing with all my sh-t)
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
(i think i got it b-tch)
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
[verse 2: lil wayne]
the feds be spying on all of us n-gg-
these hoes be lying to all of us n-gg-
i got news for the monogamous n-gg-s
yo b-tch f—ing anonymous n-gg-s
i done seen it all my n-gg-
cause these hoes seeing all of my n-gg-s
cause what’s the hottest sh-t on these corners
that’s me and all my n-gg-s
grind for all this sh-t, i ain’t ever fall for that b-tch
cause picking up the feather from a lovebird is like a medicine ball to that b-tch
we will bring gucci bag in this b-tch and you know its stacks in that b-tch
these n-gg-s walk around with they chests out like janet jackson and sh-t
i’m sweatin’ grindin’ this b-tch, i need a shrine in this b-tch
f— double o seven, i work twenty-four seven, ain’t got time to bond with no b-tch
heard jay-z got a new cognac, where to find that sh-t
the weed sticky, grind that sh-t, where i got it from? nevermind that sh-t
[hook]
[verse 3: drake]
i got a new vision for all my sh-t, i don’t know what to call that sh-t
i know, i’m selling all of my cars, i’m selling all of my watches, i’m selling diamonds and all of that sh-t
realized i don’t need that sh-t, i’m a different breed with this sh-t
i’m tryna turn m’s to b’s in this sh-t and i ain’t ever pay to be with no b-tch
i, i, i want that brigitte bardot hanging over my bed, fifty mill in one room
you could ask anyone out here, who running the game, and they’ll tell you the truth
man, oh look, they f— with me now, i think they’re hearin’ me now
someone said “n-gg- they takin’ you seriously now”
i’m like “i think they might just be scared of me now”
but it’s all good, n-gg-s wrong every day, n-gg-s wrong every day
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 sp-ce
mothaf—a that’s grindin’
[hook]
[outro: lil wayne]
grindin’, grindin’
perfect timing
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’
i would rather step it up and put it in the safe then peek inside the safe and say i’m running out of sp-ce, believe that
school find another oo-wop
tell them n-gg-s cool down
cause it can be a mohaf—ing shoot-out
kidnap a n-gg- beat the truth out
moms pick the suit out
top floor, window he get threw out
duke out
p-ssy b-tches, douche out
flying out the crew out
they flew out invite them to my new house, my new house
i’m f—ing every night up in my new house
cause b-tch i worked too hard for this new house
grindin’
i’m f—ing every night up in my new house
cause b-tch i worked too hard for this new house
grindin’
i’m f—ing every night up in my new house
cause b-tch i worked too hard for this new house
i’m grindin’
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