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quest (hollis boyz) - grind ruff lyrics

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[verse 1]-quest
it’s quest m-th-f-cka i’m the talk of the town
with my polo sh-t you know me, i be horsin around
fresh kicks and oh, i’m out of that bentley
i’m the ringman you the fonzworth bentley
haters holla show off, ask your b-tch i go off
with trip and my n-gga joe green will knock your nose off
love when these b-tches and them toys come around
cuz it’s like simon says when them tops comin down
quest shifts a low n-gga hundred strings in my jansport
now i’m so fly my outfit needs a p-ssport
f-ck with fly b-tches, bad, some even lesbian
hatin when a n-gga start hittin’-barry bonds
come to byrds my n-gga i get my larry on
he ain’t about a dollar my n-gga go ‘head and carry on
i’m good in every hood, m-th-f-cka get at me
southside, h.b.z , hollis at me

[hook]-hollis boyz
we came a long way, started at the bottom
now i’m on top, muhf-cka whats the problem?
got ya hand out but i don’t owe you sh-t
matter of fact you see this choppa muhf-cka hold this
yeah
i got money on my mind, i hope you on yours, cuz i’m on mine
i’m forever on my grind, forever on my grind, forever on my grind

[verse 2]-dot
the more they hate, the more i stunt
first it was two fingers, now it’s one (f-ck em)
awww, empty magnum rapper, never enough paper, onto another chapter
life full of laughter champagne spillin, came a long way
playin dat block caine dealin
have ferrari dreams while i was driftin in the hoopty
down to my last move that you see
i had to get it on my own without a helpin hand
now i got enough green to turn into a circus fan
daaamn, i know you mad i made it
henny, herms mad kicks i know you aggravated
sorry just makin a a faster statement
but take it how you want it muhf-cka
from the bottom to the top
hollywood from the block
my grind don’t stop remember its dot

[hook]

[verse 3]-team wallet
it’s team wallet don n-gga with the money life
everytime i come around all the hustlers gettin hype
cuz we’ll recognize real and you ain’t the type
if swag don’t k!ll him then we f-ckin crush his might (hbz)
money touch every night, every day, get a buck flip it twice
f-ck is up? whats the pay?
lightin’ up n-gga hit me when the cake right
these haters got my eyes lookin like my break lights
you n-ggas got stage fright , i’m front and center homes
grinding through that summer till i get them chromes



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