Yo Malik Blunt Tell me how you like your man Man I like all of grits son I just don't them sticky grits
Word, was trippy with you Black Thought man, wassup? Word, organix, stew grits With cheese and mad
That ain't man That's the grits that needs man I like my grits with man I them with butter sweet and smooth man
Who gets the (Say what?) it I can tell another bout real getters Gettin' grits (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another real grits getters (Dig it, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another bout real grits (Dig it, the grits get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell about the real grits getters (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another the grits getter
Now me, I'm out to get the grits, more than a bit If I said, get it black you know I'd be a hypocrite Levels often fluctuate to surplus from Rated with the X, is the X-tra grits
I, and slips and dives and dips Into it, it being grits that I like a quaker But take the raincoats, for the When you trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow
butter, you slip up in the grits and make 'em other Some people it skins but, grits is the other term That you to learn, to keep up on all the scoop I get a ends but, never spends loot
For the wiggle, some immature, like to laugh So they giggle for the and, when they get close They start skitz-in, not kid, because I switched in in, changed the position that I hits in-side
I glide, can't describe, how I move be Like, a doobie, thought'll get ya groovy, so Yo Black, a bit of advice your wife's nice So you better keep the girls away the grits getter
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother another about the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother another about the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the grits getters (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
Yeah, I likes to it, strip it then grip it To be I won't like it, so get the ticket it like it was a coin, put the loins in the groins In other words the groins I stretch, now you the sketch
You, know I use my mark the worm on Noah's ark But if I happen to see a spark, I umm, my bark Guess I haves to rest my num before the next to sum But so I can't slumber or sleep, my shovel's diggin'
Peep this hick whose name was Gettin' tricky slicky Her performance showed She said, "Me to licky licky"
more gracious, or should I say bodacious Took my order then she sorta me Like she was a Never will I say she was tasteless
Maker of the pastry, so's I calls her Still enthused, 'cause I got my on P O L O blues on, I choose to move I puts my shoes on Protection, infection
Erect projections South in your mouth Like a dentist checked in, to be intent She said, "I can't understand you, but damn you Prince" I make it like a Zulu, from Honolulu
By the way she roll away like a dog who was Ubu They also said the way I from the center Is adventurous, imprint on you when I bust Or I thrust, Mid-Atlantic, they act a schitzophrenic
Sometimes they like I'm Diggin on a planet I don't gotta Beama or a Jetta? C-ka-Reama alla is the sleek grits, getter
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell about the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
I would be lyin' if I told you I not Prepare a fat of sticky, grits for a quickie Humans get picky and judge it by the But if it bends your spoon then add some butter the quickness
I get a bit smoother, if you move it to a Better, position, probably what she wishin' You can add some groovy spices, to it extra But my is to first let it simmer
Hot, if it's hot then let the pot sit and 'Cause if you your milk, we label you beginner Humans know, that I keep my bowl, full of grits Swingin' with their daughters while their parents throwin'
Tellin' me to change my diet plan, to bran Or rice, I that twice, it didn't work In fact, it made my milk sour Half and half, part creamer and
why if it's grits then it gotta be organic 'Cause if it's artificial, I
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother another about the real grits getters (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real grits (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another the real grits getters (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Yo man, what about me Yo man, just pass your grits man (You needs to eat man)
Who gets the grits, now let me ya A plenty posse bloom the cellar, to nail ya Daughter or your sister, the younger skins a cat, but I won't like a cat, I'll figure
I'd rather, play the thigh kisser, I die swift and yo I'm not a quitter So umm, let me my hands upon that waist and trace My way to the right nip and left nip sip
Similac, until my Jimmy grows fat, grab my pack of From the back, flee, to the next block To off socks, yo you know my props So father, bother 'cause once the grits is hot Yo they're as got
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell about the real grits getters (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real grits (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell about the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)