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Artist: Nelly Song: on the grind lyrics Album: nellyville
Uh...yea...swing Nel my dirty Jacob Yea Come on (Hook) (Nelly) Now if you gonna ride Get inside lets roll If you runnin yo mouth then Shit then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me were you the one that's on the grind If you gonna ride Get inside lets roll If you runnin yo mouth then Shit then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me were you the one that's on the grind Check it was it you that was on the grind dirty They actin like they really want it with me Trust me they don't really want it they just want to be seen They wanna disrupt my team with these publicity schemes Tryin' to dismantle my panel with lies rumors and scandals But uh I pull through it like I'm tuggin a war I tell ya the situation like I been here before I'm still popin dirty still smokin point clickin Watchin the doors open No jokin e'rything remotin No chokin or bleedin this ride is for free No matter what u got your dying for free Automatically I'm focused like 35 millimeters All of the sudden like such and such wanna meet us All of the sudden like such and such wanna greet us The same will you believe us Now they all tryin to cheat us In real life they can't beat us Some time they try to repeat us (Hook) Why is they yackin like they fuckin with these? (I don't know) Why is they stuntin like they holdin the keys? (tell me) Them type of people don't be holdin no heat (naw) Then how the fuck they gon be rollin with me (uh) Dude how the hell you ain't gonna waste yo time (wait yo time) Yo mouth gonna fuck around and gonna waste yo time (ey) I don't them nigga that ain't gonna grind When its peso time come out and take yo shine dirty I'm the same nigga that's outta control (outta control) I put a little malinger out on the roll (ey) The bigger it just got the calico I been cockin and loadin I been poppin in fours (uh) Set that aside cuz I gotta get those (gotta get those) The finest shit then what you proud of me for (tell me) The dirty either you gonna ride or you don't (uh) Inside there's more shit if not we're gone nigga (Hook) uh uh uh uh uh uh you tell em Watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now You tell 'em watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now Well if said it I done it if I done it I did it And if I, And if I want it if don't put it against it The way that I should spend it to get just how I should All money ain't good money but no money ain't good I took the hood tactics and plot with musical talents Tryin to create a balance In between Minnesota and Dallas Never matters when I'm speakin If you peepin just let me know I'm guaranteed to keep it crackin just like eggs hittin the flo I'm dottin just wanna be I ask Clippin the wings I wanna fly ass Only Q and D. Miles can look down on me Maybe I should bee bee in my head I puts it down homie (Hook x2) You tell em watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now You tell em watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now ey