Boy I Grind - Dorrough

Say, I heard there’s a fire, fire, somebody yell fire

So damn fly that niggas put me on they flyers

Prior, and no i’m no liar

I’m grinding like i’m riding on four flat tires

Book me for a show, I’ll work, for hire

Book me for a show, big faces I require

Cause boy I’m fire, sizzlin, cracklin

Plus I grind like two hoes wrestlin'

Quick to spit verses like reverends

Grind like

25/8 Fuck 24/7

When do I sleep, really ain’t no tellin'

I’m the 411 like April, 11th

Yeah I’m from the south

Where niggas get street money

Im from the south

Where niggas get deep money

Im from the south

We get money, keep money

Long money, speak money, take you out to eat money

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind like there ain’t no tomorrow

Boy I grind like a skater, I grind for the paper

Ride around in 20−29 navigators

Lil mama fine but I ain’t time to just date her

She mad cuz Im a dog, and I dont even know her maker

Taking risks like a knife spinning

Where niggas who step pour papers

And all i know is hustlers, ballers, and haters

And most of you niggas played out like

Got me yellin faker, faker, my nigga youz a faker

Watch, you better hope yo bitch dont break ya

Heres a tip do not go where the money dont take ya

Jelousy, I ain’t trippen because I get money and got money

And I ain’t trippen because I stacked up and stocked money

And some people called the country boy a crop money

Big money, shop money, buy it off the lot money

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind like there ain’t no tomorrow

If you get cold, I get hotter

Where ever I go yo bitch gunna follow

Yeah boy yo bitch my pinta

Beat that pussy just like pintas

As I get hot, you get colder

I stack paper like 5 star folders

Put cho bitch legs over my shoulder

Beat that pussy just like I suppose to

Lou, ash a poo, make it pop like mountain dew

Stand tall like mountain dew

Make a million then count a few

(Boy I grind, like boy I, boy I)

And really on that bull shit

But i got through to the hound of you

Dope niggas get dope money, show niggas get show money

Pimp niggas get hoe money, grown niggas get no money

One man can get a lot of money

But more niggas get more money

I cry without a 95

I fuck around and get cho money

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)

Boy I Grind like there ain’t no tomorrow