Grinding lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[INTRO: Soulja Boy]
This for all my n*ggas out there getting money
f*ck a hater, let's get it


[Verse 1:Soulja Boy]
Motherf*cker don't play with me
Came out the water with a f*cking pistol
I'm too official, n*ggas talking sh*t
But I'm taking off just back a missile
n*ggas talking sh*t, next day he missing
n*gga dissin' he's a b*tch n*gga
You a f*ck n*gga got no loyal
Came out the ground just like oil
n*ggas talking sh*t, but where I'm found
n*gga up in Bay Town
With a bad b*tch that's gon' suck me up
And a chopper holds like eighty rounds
pus*y n*gga don't want beef
n*gga knock out your f*cking teeth
Tattoos in my V neck
DJ Khaled we the best
Money roll like marijuana
b*tch I'm up in California
n*ggas talking that f*ck sh*t
Until a n*gga run up on 'em
Soulja tell 'em I'm the truth
b*tch you know I got the juice
b*tch I grind everyday
Mother f*ck that sh*t I'm getting paid
[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Agoff]
Working bait let's do it major
Every day get into the paper
They got that little Chopper
Who f*ck n*ggas
Want to f*ck the players
Get on my Grind!
You n*ggas is Grind!
Why? We're just Grind!
Get here with the Grind!
Every day I grind Nine,Splash,On my tiny,Splash!
Skinny Splash!Ass rich Splash!
f*ck us out the club
Winning with the money on that b*tch
Winning Swimming
Outlaw, outlaw
b*tch I told that girl for fur
Money in my pockets
Twenty twelve on million leeks, I'm making hits
Put you on that base and sh*t
Know what I clang and I bang
With the ocean gang
f*ck n*gga I'm a make you rich
My swag makes the haters sick
God, b*tches I can take a pick
Coming hard like a hundred bricks
Look like I hit a hundred leeks
You can't f*ck with that soldier sh*t
No remote, I control your b*tch
n*gga you know what it is
Twenty twelve I'm going in
At golf I'm born to win
[Chorus]
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