Grindin' - Lil Wayne, Drake

Grindin', grindin'

Grindin', grindin'

Grindin', grindin'

Grindin', grindin'

I’m grindin', I’m grindin', I’m grindin' I promise

I fuck her until I get tired, retire and then come out retirement

My girl like it rough she said «find me a diamond»

Her body be grindin'

Lord we be on every kind of narcotic

That make us believe, when we lyin', we honest, I love you

Pick, Michael Jackson to Jordan to Tyson to Myers

Too much dirty money when the colors

Are washing the whites in the dryer my nigga

It ain’t rocket science just rockets

I sleep in pussy not pajamas, grindin'

I got this shit down to a science, I turn in my project, A minus

Whew, I ain’t crazy, I’m krazy and all of my niggas chaotic

Dressed in all black like they gothic

Music too loud to hear sirens, we pop, pop, pop up where you stay

Knock, knock, knock, anyone home?

Pop, pop, pop, pop then we outtie

I need a bitch like Naomi

to take off her clothes like Leilani for niggas that’s grindin'

Nigga I’m grindin' for all my shit

Grindin' for all my shit

Yeah, I’m grindin' for all my shit

I put time into all this shit

Man, I’m grindin' for all my shit

I’m grindin' for all my shit

Perfect timing with all my shit

I’m grindin' for all my shit

The feds be spying on all of us nigga

These hoes be lying to all of us nigga

I got news for the monogamous niggas

Yo' bitch fucking anonymous niggas

I done seen it all my nigga

'Cause these hoes seeing all of my niggas

'Cause what’s the hottest shit on these corners?

That’s me and all my niggas

Grind for all this shit, I ain’t ever fall for that bitch

'Cause picking up the feather from a lovebird

Is like a medicine ball to that bitch

We’ll bring Gucci bag in this bitch

And you know what’s stashed in that bitch

These niggas walk around with they chests out

Like Janet Jackson and shit

I’m sweatin' grindin' this bitch, I need a shrine in this bitch

Fuck double O seven, I work twenty-four seven

Ain’t got time to bond with no bitch

Heard Jay Z got a new Cognac, where to find that shit?

The weed sticky, grind that shit

Where I got it from?

Nevermind that shit

Nigga, I’m grindin'

Nigga I’m grindin' for all my shit

Grindin' for all my shit

Yeah, I’m grindin' for all my shit

I put time into all this shit

Man, I’m grindin' for all my shit

I’m grindin' for all my shit

Perfect timing with all my shit

I’m grindin' for all my shit

[Verse 3: Drake &

Lil Wayne

Yeah

I got a new vision for all my shit (for all my)

I don’t know what to call that shit (don't know what to call it)

I know, I’m selling all of my cars

I’m selling all of my watches

I’m selling diamonds and all of that shit

Realized I don’t need that shit (

don’t need it

I’m a different breed with this shit (

yeah

I’m tryna turn M’s to B’s in this bitch (yeah)

And I ain’t ever pay to be with no bitch (woo!)

I, I, I want that Brigitte Bardot hanging over my bed

Fifty mill' in one room (huh?)

You, you could ask anyone out here who running the game?

And they’ll tell you the truth, man, they tell you (and they tell you)

Oh look, they fuck with me now (

hey

I think they’re hearin' me now (

yeah

Someone said, «Nigga, they takin' you seriously now»

I’m like, «I think they just might be scared of me now» (

might be scared of me now

But it’s all good, niggas wrong every day (

every day

), niggas wrong every day (

true

Gone, goin' to LA where I’m tryna get high and do a song every day

Safe, we ain’t ever have to play it safe (

nope

I would rather stack it up and put it in a safe

Then peek inside the safe and see I’m runnin' out of space

Mothafucka, that’s grindin'

Nigga I’m grindin' for all my shit

Grindin' for all my shit

Yeah, I’m grindin' for all my shit

I put time into all this shit

Man, I’m grindin' for all my shit

I’m grindin' for all my shit

Perfect timing with all my shit

I’m grindin' for all my shit

(Grindin', grindin') Perfect timing

(Grindin', grindin')

(Grindin', grindin')

I would rather stack it up and put it in the safe

Then peek inside the safe and say I’m running out of space

Believe that

Scoob, find another oo-wop

Tell them niggas cool out

'Cause it can be a mohafucking shoot-out

Kidnap a nigga, beat the truth out

Moms pick the suit out

Top floor, window he get threw out

Deuce out, pussy bitches, deuce out

Flying out the crew out,

they flew out

Invite 'em to my new house, my new house

I’m fucking every night up in my new house

'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, grindin'

I’m fucking every night up in my new house

'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I’m grindin'

I’m fucking every night up in my new house

'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I’m grindin'

Twap, twap!

Twap, twap!

In the new house, we got the twap