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, was trippy with you Black Thought man, wassup? Word, organix, groovy grits With cheese and mad
That nuttin man the grits that needs cash man I like my grits sugar man I like them with butter and smooth man
Who gets the (Say what?) it I can tell another bout real getters Gettin' grits (Say what?) it, let a Brother another bout real grits getters (Dig it, the getters get the grits y'all)
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Now me, I'm out to get the grits, more a little bit If I said, don't get it black you know I'd be a Levels often to surplus from deficit with the X, is the X-tra X-plicit grits
I, slides and slips and dives and Into it, it being grits that I gets a quaker But take the raincoats, for the you crush trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow
With butter, you up in the grits and make 'em other Some people call it skins but, is the other term you gots to learn, to keep up on all the scoop I get a little ends but, never loot
For the wiggle, some immature, kids to laugh So they giggle for the grits and, they get close start skitz-in, not this kid, because I switched in Flipped in, changed the position that I in-side
I glide, words can't describe, how I be Like, hittin' a doobie, get ya groovy, so Yo Black, a bit of advice your wife's nice So you better keep the girls away from the getter
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Yeah, I to unzip it, strip it then grip it To be specific I won't like it, so get the Flip it like it was a coin, put the in the groins In other the groins I stretch, now you gets the sketch
You, know I use my mark like the worm on ark But if I happen to see a spark, I umm, parks my Guess I haves to rest my num the next number to sum But so I can't slumber or sleep, my shovel's diggin'
Peep hick whose name was Vickie tricky rather slicky Her showed endurance She said, "Me to licky licky"
Body more gracious, or I say bodacious my order then she sorta served me Like she was a will I say that she was tasteless
Maker of the pastry, I calls her pastress Still enthused, I got my cruise on P O L O blues on, when I choose to move I puts my on Protection, infection
Erect projections South in your mouth Like a checked in, commence to be intent She said, "I can't you, but damn you like Prince" I it feel like a Zulu, from Honolulu
By the way she roll away 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, they act like a
Sometimes they panic I'm Diggin on a planet I don't gotta Beama or a Jetta? alla netta? is the sleek grits, getter
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I would be lyin' if I you I could not Prepare a fat bowl of sticky, for a quickie Humans get picky and judge it by the But if it bends your spoon then add some butter the quickness
I might get a bit smoother, if you it to a Better, position, probably what she wishin' You can add some spices, to give it extra But my is to first let it simmer
Hot, if hot then let the pot sit and cool 'Cause if you spill your milk, we you beginner Humans gotta know, that I keep my bowl, of grits Swingin' their daughters while their parents throwin' fits
Tellin' me to change my plan, to bran cereal Or rice, I tried that twice, it didn't In fact, it made my milk sour Half and half, creamer and skeemer
That's why if it's then it gotta be organic 'Cause if it's artificial, I
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Yo man, what about me Yo man, just pass your grits man (You needs to eat man)
Who the grits, now let me tell ya A plenty posse bloom 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 swift and yo I'm not a So umm, let me place my upon that waist and trace My way to the right nip and nip then sip
Similac, until my Jimmy grows fat, grab my of hats From the back, then flee, to the next To knock off socks, yo you know my So father, don't 'cause once the grits is hot Yo good as got
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Who the grits? (Say what?) it, let a Brother tell another about the real grits (Yeah, the getters get the grits y'all)