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Interprète Erick The Architect

Paroles de la chanson GRITS par Erick The Architect lyrics officiel

GRITS est une chanson en Anglais

We aint step in this bitch
My whole clip full
One left in this bitch
cnd she big mad, she dont wanna see me rich
I dont got the big talk, say nothing to the sis
Get involved with me, i dont hit or miss
If you gotta be target, disregard how good it gets
Shake something shawty, know you cook them grits
Throw something on the table, now she wanna gimme kiss

Tiptronic the allure on all the whips
Mightve seen me twice, shorty thought was a glitch
We dont move the same way, i got them photos at the Ritz
While her hand is in her mouth, and the others on her tits
Polly for the weekend, we get more if we get hitched
Quick splurge, yes sir, getting more if
Its exists
Getting money is the motto, we ignore them counterfeits
Understand the product, ignore them fingerprints
Mami know she thick, i wont pass onna blitz
Got them bags for her, bags on my eyes, get the gist
I dont sleep, its legit, run the streets since a jit
Price going up, dont even ask, what it is
Harassed em with dis, you gon splash with them fish
White glove, you really still last, on the list
Im a mathematician, i wont ration attention
I called ball game, they won't last the division

We aint step in this bitch
My whole clip full
One left in this bitch
cnd she big mad, she dont wanna see me rich
I dont got the big talk, say nothing to the sis
Get involved with me, i dont hit or miss
If you gotta be target, disregard how good it gets
Shake something shawty, know you cook them grits
Throw something on the table, now she wanna gimme kiss

Far from these niggas I don't play around tho
Round here, the informers is 5-0
Watch it when you chatting when you in the convo
Shhhh I'm outside, imma slide through the side do'
If the money calling, then you ring your Gs up
On the Index and the pinky, thumb'll freeze up
Haters wanna see me plummet, dem egregious
If we hotter in the summer, then you see its us
God willing, imma get mine, off the grind cause im praying for it
I just wanna keep this shit alive, shorty here for it
I done walk around the and suit and ties, I dont care for it
Smokers put they shit up in the sky, up in the air for it
In my past i would sympathize, aint the year for it
Notice that a king on the rise, they prepared for it
Yeah I bought it, this an in-vest-ment
Never involuntary, just in-teresting

We aint step in this bitch
My whole clip full
One left in this bitch
cnd she big mad, she dont wanna see me rich
I dont got the big talk, say nothing to the sis
Get involved with me, i dont hit or miss
If you gotta be target, disregard how good it gets
Shake something shawty, know you cook them grits
Throw something on the table, now she wanna gimme kiss
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