Yo Blunt whassup? Tell me how you your grits man Man I all kinds of grits son I just don't like them sticky
Word, that was Whassup you Black Thought man, wassup? Word, organix, groovy stew cheese and mad honey
That ain't man That's the grits that needs man I like my grits sugar man I like them with sweet and smooth man
Who gets the (Say what?) it I can tell another bout real getters Gettin' y'all (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell bout real grits getters (Dig it, the getters get the grits y'all)
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Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Who gets the (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, don't get it black you know I'd be a Levels often fluctuate to surplus deficit Rated the X, is the X-tra X-plicit grits
I, slides and slips and and dips Into it, it being grits that I gets like a But take the raincoats, for the you crush trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow
With butter, you slip up in the grits and 'em other Some people call it skins but, grits is the other That you gots to learn, to keep up on all the I get a little but, never spends loot
For the wiggle, some immature, kids to laugh So they giggle for the and, when they get close start skitz-in, not this kid, because I switched in Flipped in, changed the that I hits in-side
I glide, words can't describe, how I be Like, hittin' a doobie, get ya groovy, so Yo Black, here's a bit of advice wife's nice So you better keep the girls away from the getter
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real grits (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
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 the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother another about the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Yeah, I likes to unzip it, strip it then it To be specific I won't like it, so get the Flip it it was a coin, put the loins in the groins In other words the groins I stretch, now you the sketch
You, I use my mark like 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 the next number to sum But so I can't or sleep, my shovel's diggin' deep
Peep this hick name was Vickie Gettin' tricky slicky Her performance showed She said, "Me to licky licky"
more gracious, or should I say bodacious Took my order then she served me Like she was a Never I say that she was tasteless
Maker of the pastry, so's I calls her Still enthused, I got my cruise on P O L O blues on, I choose to move I puts my shoes on Protection, infection
projections travels South in your mouth Like a dentist checked in, commence to be She said, "I can't understand you, but damn you Prince" I make it feel like a Zulu, Honolulu
By the way she away like a dog who name was Ubu They also said the way I entered the center Is adventurous, imprint on you dentures when I Or I thrust, Mid-Atlantic, act like a schitzophrenic
they panic like I'm Diggin on a planet I gotta Beama or a Jetta? C-ka-Reama alla netta? Malik is the grits, getter
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the 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 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 getters get the grits y'all)
I be lyin' if I told you I could not Prepare a fat bowl of sticky, grits for a Humans get and judge it by the thickness 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, that's what she wishin' You can add some groovy spices, to it extra But my advice is to let it simmer
Hot, if it's hot let the pot sit and cool 'Cause if you spill your milk, we you beginner Humans gotta know, that I keep my bowl, full of Swingin' with their daughters while their throwin' fits
Tellin' me to my diet plan, to bran cereal Or rice, I tried that twice, it didn't In fact, it made my milk sour Half and half, part and skeemer
That's why if it's then it gotta be organic 'Cause if artificial, I panic
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the 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 getters get the grits y'all)
Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell about the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Yo man, about me man? Yo man, pass your grits down man (You to eat Gerber man)
Who the grits, now let me tell ya A plenty bloom from the cellar, to nail ya or your sister, the younger skins elixir Kick a cat, but I like a cat, I'll figure
I'd rather, the thigh kisser, sister I don't die and yo I'm not a quitter So umm, let me place my hands upon waist and trace My way to the nip and left nip then 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, don't bother 'cause the grits is hot Yo they're as got
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 the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell about the real grits getters (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)
Who gets the (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another the real grits getters (Yeah, the grits getters get the y'all)