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Grippin grippin grain
We grippin grain and poppin upon ya
(Them g's are so real)
We roll thangs sweet round ya corner
(Tell me the deal yeah yeah)
We grippin grain and trunks upon ya
(Can you me )
We roll thangs sweet round ya corner
(Them g's are so real)

I'm grippin grain candy stains presses cuts and pinky rings
Viper jets and choo choo trains it my fault I hog the lane
Living well give me a call
the guard whats happening boys
Fancy toys we the noise
C-Nile flipping star

We got candy cars body guards walkie cellulars
84'S remote controls TV the VCR
Watching a school or click
Drop another platinum
Watching my weight get back and
Got em all like

Millionaire rapstar with Jaguars
Beauty queens with no flaws when I pass they show
I'm lil made sashay shade all my Taylor made
and razor blades flip and Yungstar getting paid
Dropping our weight chop a
the hay got hoes for days
Acrobats Bentley and Jag Bentley with the tags
Me and ducoup in the coupe drop the top and the roof
Diamond in every tooth c nile all about the loot

Now I sleep at night
out my ice the day will come for us to ride on leather
I'm not bout a thing popping diamonds on my pinky ring
We grippin grain and popping upon ya
Now there was plex with the Eastcoast
But the holding it down we grippin grain
We grippin grain and popping upon ya
I just wanna roll you

We grippin grain south cause its time to get paid
Big willie new phillie money hopping on blades
Ass sinking in leather but there aint nuthin
a top dropper trunk popper Down South go getter
No chasing cars in the sun go rockin no fun
Now im my one cause my job is done
Nationwide here I come praise in my trunk
Swinging wide bubble eyes screwed or funked
They didn't believe I can wreck it but I don't no they expected
From a nigga whose neighborhood is strait and Benz'
Holding down our swinging wide in my Lexus
Smooth spot haters crawl as I floss Texas
Feelin good on the lean tossed up looking
Baggettes 50 rocks in my ring
Though my don't glitter when I'm up on the scene
And they be but lockin Kool-Aid looking clean

They telling me its down on the southside of town
We grain
We grain and poppin trunks upon ya
I wan to roll with you

And now you see how it goes 3rd coast throwin down for sure
Ain't a roley on the hoes we throw got and dough
Gotta gleam some it's 3 or 4 CD blowin
My ac blowin candy glowing all the nation
Drop my weight hatin

I'm lil pat carrying yung grain just for fun
beatin me in the sun hop out the truck called number one
Playa would good showin off you wish you could
Diamonds up against the
Does his thing near hood
Showin up up 20 inch on truck to truck pinky close to clut
You looking real good showin up
Jump in the hearse driving in dropping screen watchin Urkel
Turn the channel now im Kirk
Eject that tape out cut the verse the side to back in the Cadillac
Still two round Mr. Crat
Slangin gots a hun' showed sum
And the niggas all got lil sprung
Raise the wheels aint fuck the real
Flipping double 0 seal in the racer
Blaze to kill buy some here red they gots to spill

telling me its going down on the southside of town
We grippin
We grippin grain and trunks upon ya
I just wan to roll you