Yo malik blunt | |
[b] whassup? | |
Tell me how you like your grits man | |
[b] man i like all kinds of grits son | |
I just don't like them sticky grits | |
Word, that was trippy | |
Whassup with you black thought man, wassup? | |
[t] word, organix, groovy stew grits | |
With cheese, and mad honey | |
That ain't nuttin man! | |
[t] that's the grits that needs cash man! | |
I like my grits with sugar man | |
[b] i like them with butter | |
Sweet and smooth man | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it | |
I can tell another bout real grits getters | |
Gettin grits y'all (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout real grits getters | |
(dig it, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout real grits getters | |
(dig it, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
(yeah, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout the grits getter | |
[black thought] | |
Now me, i'm out to get the grits, more than a little bit | |
If i said, "don't get it black," you know i'd be a hypocrite | |
Levels often fluctuate to surplus from deficit | |
Rated with the x, is the x-tra x-plicit grits | |
I, slides, and, slips, and, dives, and, dips | |
Into it, it being grits that i gets like a quaker | |
But take the raincoats, for the oats | |
When you crush trail mix yo, i dig my grits fixed slow | |
With butter, you slip up in the grits and make em other | |
Some people call it skins but, grits is the other term | |
That you gots to learn, to keep up on all the scoop | |
I get a little ends but, never spends loot | |
For the wiggle, some immature, kids like to laugh | |
So they giggle for the grits and, when they get close | |
They start skitz-in, not this kid, because i switched in | |
Flipped in, changed the position that i hits in-side | |
I glide, words can't describe, how i move be | |
Like, hittin a doobie, thought'll get ya groovy, so! | |
Yo black, here's a bit of advice: | |
Your wife's nice so you better keep the girls away | |
From the grits getter | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
(yeah, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
* repeat 4x w/ minor variations * | |
[malik blunt] | |
Yeah i likes to unzip it, strip it then grip it | |
To be specific i won't like it, so get the ticket | |
Flip it like it was a coin, put the loins in the groins | |
In other words the groins i stretch, now you gets the sketch | |
You, know i use my mark like the worm on noah's ark | |
But if i happen to see a spark, i umm, parks my bark | |
Guess i haves to rest my num before the next number to sum | |
But so i can't slumber or sleep, my shovel's diggin deep | |
Peep this hick whose name was vickie | |
Gettin tricky rather slicky | |
Her performance showed endurance | |
She said, "me like to licky licky" | |
Body more gracious, or should i say bodacious | |
Took my order then she sorta served me | |
Like she was a waitress | |
Never will i say that she was tasteless | |
Maker of the pastry, so's i calls her pastress | |
Still enthused, cause i got my cruise on | |
P-o-l-o blues on, when i choose to move i puts my shoes on | |
Protection, against infection | |
Erect projections travels south in your mouth | |
Like a dentist checked in, commence to be intent | |
She said, "i can't understand you, but damn you like prince" | |
I make it feel like a zulu, from honolulu | |
By the way she roll away like a dog who name was ubu | |
They also said the way i entered from the center | |
Is adventurous, imprint on you dentures when i bust | |
Or i thrust, mid-atlantic, they act like a schitzophrenic | |
Sometimes they panic like i'm diggin on a planet | |
I don't gotta beama or a jetta, ?c-ka-reama alla netta? | |
Malik is the sleek grits, getter | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
(yeah, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
* repeat 4x w/ minor variations * | |
[brother ?uestion] | |
I would be lyin if i told you i could not | |
Prepare a fat bowl of sticky, grits for a quickie | |
Humans get picky, and judge it by the thickness | |
But if it bends your spoon then add some butter with the quickness | |
I might get a bit smoother, if you move it to a | |
Better, position, that's probably what she wishin | |
You can add some groovy spices, to give it extra | |
But my advice is to first let it simmer | |
Hot, if it's hot then let the pot sit and cool | |
Cause if you spill your milk, we label you beginner | |
Humans gotta know, that i keep my bowl, full of grits | |
Swingin with their daughters while their parents throwin fits | |
Tellin me to change my diet plan, to bran cereal | |
Or rice, i tried that twice, it didn't work | |
In fact, it made my milk kinda sour | |
Half and half, part creamer, and skeemer | |
That's why if it's grits then it gotta be organic | |
Cause if it's artificial, i panic | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
(yeah, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
* repeat 4x w/ minor variations * | |
Yo man, what about me man? | |
* everybody clowns * | |
Yo man, just pass your grits down man | |
(you needs to eat gerber man) | |
[kid crumbs] | |
Who gets the grits, now let me tell ya | |
A plenty posse bloom from the cellar, to nail ya | |
Daughter or your sister, the younger skins elixir | |
Kick a cat, but i won't like a cat, i'll figure | |
I'd rather, play the thigh kisser, sister, | |
I don't die swift, and yo i'm not a quitter | |
So umm, let me place my hands upon that waist and trace | |
My way to the right nip and left nip then sip | |
Similac, until my jimmy grows fat, grab my pack of hats | |
From the back, then flee, to the next block | |
To knock off socks, yo you know my props | |
So father, don't bother | |
Cause once the grits is hot, yo they're good as got | |
Who gets the grits? (say what?) bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
(yeah, the grits getters get the grits y'all) | |
* repeat 4x w/ minor variations * | |
* talking to fade * |
Yo malik blunt | |
b whassup? | |
Tell me how you like your grits man | |
b man i like all kinds of grits son | |
I just don' t like them sticky grits | |
Word, that was trippy | |
Whassup with you black thought man, wassup? | |
t word, organix, groovy stew grits | |
With cheese, and mad honey | |
That ain' t nuttin man! | |
t that' s the grits that needs cash man! | |
I like my grits with sugar man | |
b i like them with butter | |
Sweet and smooth man | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it | |
I can tell another bout real grits getters | |
Gettin grits y' all say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout real grits getters | |
dig it, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout real grits getters | |
dig it, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout the grits getter | |
black thought | |
Now me, i' m out to get the grits, more than a little bit | |
If i said, " don' t get it black," you know i' d be a hypocrite | |
Levels often fluctuate to surplus from deficit | |
Rated with the x, is the xtra xplicit grits | |
I, slides, and, slips, and, dives, and, dips | |
Into it, it being grits that i gets like a quaker | |
But take the raincoats, for the oats | |
When you crush trail mix yo, i dig my grits fixed slow | |
With butter, you slip up in the grits and make em other | |
Some people call it skins but, grits is the other term | |
That you gots to learn, to keep up on all the scoop | |
I get a little ends but, never spends loot | |
For the wiggle, some immature, kids like to laugh | |
So they giggle for the grits and, when they get close | |
They start skitzin, not this kid, because i switched in | |
Flipped in, changed the position that i hits inside | |
I glide, words can' t describe, how i move be | |
Like, hittin a doobie, thought' ll get ya groovy, so! | |
Yo black, here' s a bit of advice: | |
Your wife' s nice so you better keep the girls away | |
From the grits getter | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
malik blunt | |
Yeah i likes to unzip it, strip it then grip it | |
To be specific i won' t like it, so get the ticket | |
Flip it like it was a coin, put the loins in the groins | |
In other words the groins i stretch, now you gets the sketch | |
You, know i use my mark like the worm on noah' s ark | |
But if i happen to see a spark, i umm, parks my bark | |
Guess i haves to rest my num before the next number to sum | |
But so i can' t slumber or sleep, my shovel' s diggin deep | |
Peep this hick whose name was vickie | |
Gettin tricky rather slicky | |
Her performance showed endurance | |
She said, " me like to licky licky" | |
Body more gracious, or should i say bodacious | |
Took my order then she sorta served me | |
Like she was a waitress | |
Never will i say that she was tasteless | |
Maker of the pastry, so' s i calls her pastress | |
Still enthused, cause i got my cruise on | |
Polo blues on, when i choose to move i puts my shoes on | |
Protection, against infection | |
Erect projections travels south in your mouth | |
Like a dentist checked in, commence to be intent | |
She said, " i can' t understand you, but damn you like prince" | |
I make it feel like a zulu, from honolulu | |
By the way she roll away like a dog who name was ubu | |
They also said the way i entered from the center | |
Is adventurous, imprint on you dentures when i bust | |
Or i thrust, midatlantic, they act like a schitzophrenic | |
Sometimes they panic like i' m diggin on a planet | |
I don' t gotta beama or a jetta, ? ckareama alla netta? | |
Malik is the sleek grits, getter | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
brother ? uestion | |
I would be lyin if i told you i could not | |
Prepare a fat bowl of sticky, grits for a quickie | |
Humans get picky, and judge it by the thickness | |
But if it bends your spoon then add some butter with the quickness | |
I might get a bit smoother, if you move it to a | |
Better, position, that' s probably what she wishin | |
You can add some groovy spices, to give it extra | |
But my advice is to first let it simmer | |
Hot, if it' s hot then let the pot sit and cool | |
Cause if you spill your milk, we label you beginner | |
Humans gotta know, that i keep my bowl, full of grits | |
Swingin with their daughters while their parents throwin fits | |
Tellin me to change my diet plan, to bran cereal | |
Or rice, i tried that twice, it didn' t work | |
In fact, it made my milk kinda sour | |
Half and half, part creamer, and skeemer | |
That' s why if it' s grits then it gotta be organic | |
Cause if it' s artificial, i panic | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
Yo man, what about me man? | |
everybody clowns | |
Yo man, just pass your grits down man | |
you needs to eat gerber man | |
kid crumbs | |
Who gets the grits, now let me tell ya | |
A plenty posse bloom from the cellar, to nail ya | |
Daughter or your sister, the younger skins elixir | |
Kick a cat, but i won' t like a cat, i' ll figure | |
I' d rather, play the thigh kisser, sister, | |
I don' t die swift, and yo i' m not a quitter | |
So umm, let me place my hands upon that waist and trace | |
My way to the right nip and left nip then sip | |
Similac, until my jimmy grows fat, grab my pack of hats | |
From the back, then flee, to the next block | |
To knock off socks, yo you know my props | |
So father, don' t bother | |
Cause once the grits is hot, yo they' re good as got | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
talking to fade |
Yo malik blunt | |
b whassup? | |
Tell me how you like your grits man | |
b man i like all kinds of grits son | |
I just don' t like them sticky grits | |
Word, that was trippy | |
Whassup with you black thought man, wassup? | |
t word, organix, groovy stew grits | |
With cheese, and mad honey | |
That ain' t nuttin man! | |
t that' s the grits that needs cash man! | |
I like my grits with sugar man | |
b i like them with butter | |
Sweet and smooth man | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it | |
I can tell another bout real grits getters | |
Gettin grits y' all say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout real grits getters | |
dig it, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout real grits getters | |
dig it, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another bout the grits getter | |
black thought | |
Now me, i' m out to get the grits, more than a little bit | |
If i said, " don' t get it black," you know i' d be a hypocrite | |
Levels often fluctuate to surplus from deficit | |
Rated with the x, is the xtra xplicit grits | |
I, slides, and, slips, and, dives, and, dips | |
Into it, it being grits that i gets like a quaker | |
But take the raincoats, for the oats | |
When you crush trail mix yo, i dig my grits fixed slow | |
With butter, you slip up in the grits and make em other | |
Some people call it skins but, grits is the other term | |
That you gots to learn, to keep up on all the scoop | |
I get a little ends but, never spends loot | |
For the wiggle, some immature, kids like to laugh | |
So they giggle for the grits and, when they get close | |
They start skitzin, not this kid, because i switched in | |
Flipped in, changed the position that i hits inside | |
I glide, words can' t describe, how i move be | |
Like, hittin a doobie, thought' ll get ya groovy, so! | |
Yo black, here' s a bit of advice: | |
Your wife' s nice so you better keep the girls away | |
From the grits getter | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
malik blunt | |
Yeah i likes to unzip it, strip it then grip it | |
To be specific i won' t like it, so get the ticket | |
Flip it like it was a coin, put the loins in the groins | |
In other words the groins i stretch, now you gets the sketch | |
You, know i use my mark like the worm on noah' s ark | |
But if i happen to see a spark, i umm, parks my bark | |
Guess i haves to rest my num before the next number to sum | |
But so i can' t slumber or sleep, my shovel' s diggin deep | |
Peep this hick whose name was vickie | |
Gettin tricky rather slicky | |
Her performance showed endurance | |
She said, " me like to licky licky" | |
Body more gracious, or should i say bodacious | |
Took my order then she sorta served me | |
Like she was a waitress | |
Never will i say that she was tasteless | |
Maker of the pastry, so' s i calls her pastress | |
Still enthused, cause i got my cruise on | |
Polo blues on, when i choose to move i puts my shoes on | |
Protection, against infection | |
Erect projections travels south in your mouth | |
Like a dentist checked in, commence to be intent | |
She said, " i can' t understand you, but damn you like prince" | |
I make it feel like a zulu, from honolulu | |
By the way she roll away like a dog who name was ubu | |
They also said the way i entered from the center | |
Is adventurous, imprint on you dentures when i bust | |
Or i thrust, midatlantic, they act like a schitzophrenic | |
Sometimes they panic like i' m diggin on a planet | |
I don' t gotta beama or a jetta, ? ckareama alla netta? | |
Malik is the sleek grits, getter | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
brother ? uestion | |
I would be lyin if i told you i could not | |
Prepare a fat bowl of sticky, grits for a quickie | |
Humans get picky, and judge it by the thickness | |
But if it bends your spoon then add some butter with the quickness | |
I might get a bit smoother, if you move it to a | |
Better, position, that' s probably what she wishin | |
You can add some groovy spices, to give it extra | |
But my advice is to first let it simmer | |
Hot, if it' s hot then let the pot sit and cool | |
Cause if you spill your milk, we label you beginner | |
Humans gotta know, that i keep my bowl, full of grits | |
Swingin with their daughters while their parents throwin fits | |
Tellin me to change my diet plan, to bran cereal | |
Or rice, i tried that twice, it didn' t work | |
In fact, it made my milk kinda sour | |
Half and half, part creamer, and skeemer | |
That' s why if it' s grits then it gotta be organic | |
Cause if it' s artificial, i panic | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
Yo man, what about me man? | |
everybody clowns | |
Yo man, just pass your grits down man | |
you needs to eat gerber man | |
kid crumbs | |
Who gets the grits, now let me tell ya | |
A plenty posse bloom from the cellar, to nail ya | |
Daughter or your sister, the younger skins elixir | |
Kick a cat, but i won' t like a cat, i' ll figure | |
I' d rather, play the thigh kisser, sister, | |
I don' t die swift, and yo i' m not a quitter | |
So umm, let me place my hands upon that waist and trace | |
My way to the right nip and left nip then sip | |
Similac, until my jimmy grows fat, grab my pack of hats | |
From the back, then flee, to the next block | |
To knock off socks, yo you know my props | |
So father, don' t bother | |
Cause once the grits is hot, yo they' re good as got | |
Who gets the grits? say what? bust it, let a | |
Brother tell another about the real grits getters | |
yeah, the grits getters get the grits y' all | |
repeat 4x w minor variations | |
talking to fade |