Gold Grill (feat. Eightball & MJG)

Uh... steady long, steady wrong, uh

Bitch don't never get no rest

Uh... Grippin' the five, I'm a pimp in my mind

I'm 'bout a bitch got some goals, wit' a good credit line

So, we pop the plastic, if she hustle I ball

Long as she payin' daddy, ain't no problems at all

So we break the mall, now and then we fuck

And me 'n' the bitch gon' be cool, long as that paper stay up

When she suck on my pipe, them golds shiny and bright

Got these lames hittin' the service, every fuckin' night

I'm talk'n 'bout NBA tricks, NFL tricks

NHL tricks, payin' my bitch

Grade-A pussy and she pay for my dick

She on my two-way now, the bitch done hit a fat lick, a fat lick

Now tell me what it's all about in that South, big gold grill in yo' mouth

Plush leather inside your car, on yo' back, in yo' house

Sit in a nigga's ride, his seats feel like a couch

Big cheese in my pouch, bitch if it hurt, say "ouch"

Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will

Show ya grill if you will, and you down with the trill

Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold

Show ya golds if ya bold, and ya diamonds is cold

See this one right here, my niggas, we gon' dedicate it

To them boys from the ghetto keepin' grills gold-plated

Never hated, never will, we stayin' forever trill

But boys on the blocks, they keep comin' forever grilled

Open face with them designs, shit, maybe a rack

On top and bottom, wit' a couple of diamonds to add some shine

Some niggas got that yella gold, some niggas got that white

Some niggas got platinum and bling, bling 'em all night

Shit, I know this boy with one gold, no ice

I know a nigga who got robbed and bought the same teeth twice

Muthafuckas with fangs, symbols of gangs or they squad

Some real and some fraud, spell the name of they broad

Got boys that praise the Lord, with open face and they cross

Some did all thirty-two, and paid a heavy-ass cost

So whether you the boss, the runner, or the square

Come on down to the South, we got gold grills everywhere

Now tell me what it's all about in that South, big gold grill in yo' mouth

Plush leather inside your car, on yo' back, in yo' house

Sit in a nigga's ride, his seats feel like a couch

Big cheese in my pouch, bitch if it hurt, say "ouch"

Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will

Show ya grill if you will, and you down with the trill

Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold

Show ya golds if ya bold, and ya diamonds is cold

Gold in the middle, they stay shine, one on each canine

You get one free, if you not paid, on government aid

Go get some shades, you blindin' hoes with 14 carat sun rays

But while they all up in yo' grill, they vision blurry for days

Stacked and you say, but "could not stop at one" just like Lay's

You left the hoe jaw twinkle, to stick a rag in ya face

You buff 'em and shit, they sparkle like the comets in space

I got two crosses with a diamond, heart, a club, and a spade

White ice on gold, that's what we be flippin' dog

3rd Ward to The Mound, you know that we keep it raw

8Ball on my grill, baby love it when I smile

Say it make her pussy wet, it make her nipples get on hard

I try to break myself from the same ol' patter'n

The boulevards scattered, full of hatin' niggas chatterin'

Hoes, if you ask me, "What them niggas be about?"

Hate me 'cause my flow official, and I'm from that Dirty South

Now tell me what it's all about in that South, big gold grill in yo' mouth

Plush leather inside your car, on yo' back, in yo' house

Sit in a nigga's ride, his seats feel like a couch

Big cheese in my pouch, bitch if it hurt, say "ouch"

Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will

Show ya grill if you will, and you down with the trill

Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold

Show ya golds if ya bold, and ya diamonds is cold