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GRIND IT UP
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GRIND IT UP was discovered most frequently at around 10 seconds into the song during the past week

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You a broke ****, better grind it up
You want some, ****, grind it up
If your play short, I can line you up
You can call a whore, nine it up
This dope money here to shine you up
See both my pockets knotted up
I'm countin' money when I'm fryin' it up
I'ma get it 'til my time is up
I don't like oil-based, it take a long time to cook like pot roast (mm)
I don't like fuck **** and I don't fuck with 'em, that's the way I roll (yeah)
I ain't gotta shop with your people, I can buy the shit for my five though
'Cause I'ma drop the price just to get mine gone when I see the block slow
See the only thing I'm tryna talk about is some heroin and smugglin' cocaine
I just made two plays at the Chevron, but I sold the whole thing
I'ma chase dope money all day, I don't care what the hos sayin'
Long as my cell phone ringin', I can make the dough swang
I just wanna flip my package and burn the contraband in plastic
I don't do the mail, I don't do hand-to-hand, but catch me in traffic
I had a whole million-dollar operation 'fore I had a buzz in rappin' (get what?)
I'll risk my life for this dope money, you can't jail me trappin'
You a broke ****, better grind it up
You want some, ****, grind it up
If your play short, I can line you up
You can call a whore, nine it up
This dope money here to shine you up
See both my pockets knotted up
I'm countin' money when I'm fryin' it up
I'ma get it 'til my time is up
You a broke ****, better grind it up
You want some, ****, grind it up
If your play short, I can line you up
You can call a whore, nine it up
This dope money here to shine you up
See both my pockets knotted up
I'm countin' money when I'm fryin' it up
I'ma get it 'til my time is up
You got the money for a B, I'ma front a nine (I'ma front a nine)
If you tryna buy a nine, I'ma front a half
You got the money for the half, then I'ma front the slab
See great persistence, it come with opportunity (opportunity)
I'll put it in your hand if you know what to do with it
Just don't talk crazy on the phone and don't be sellin' dope to no new ****
'Cause I like the stuffed chicken in my pocket and I like Rue Christian
If you don't wanna be broke lookin' for a bowl of soup at the soup kitchen (say what?)
My advice, get a pot, work you a stove and find you a new kitchen (what up)
And my advice, get a spot just to fly bowls and find you some new bitches
If you scared of jail, get a job ('cause why) 'cause your home might be a new prison
See I knew what came with it, but I don't mind dyin' hard like Bruce Willis (no)
My favorite color green, but I like to wrap my rubber bands around blue face nipples
You a broke ****, better grind it up
You want some, ****, grind it up
If your play short, I can line you up
You can call a whore, nine it up
This dope money here to shine you up
See both my pockets knotted up
I'm countin' money when I'm fryin' it up
I'ma get it 'til my time is up
You a broke ****, better grind it up
You want some, ****, grind it up
If your play short, I can line you up
You can call a whore, nine it up (shit)
This dope money here to shine you up
See both my pockets knotted up
I'm countin' money when I'm fryin' it up
I'ma get it 'til my time is up
Written by: Alexander Wilson, Joseph Wallace II, Patrick Glenn Jr.
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