We grindin we grindin we grindin
I pick up the phone, it's my nigga KG and he tell me we on it I hop out the bed with a bitch oh so bad, man, she look like Naomi I heard thru the city, these bitches be on me, I can't get em off me I tell me I'm grindin, I'm grindin, girl I gotta get to the money
I didn't mean to scare ya And you know time is money I'm talkin' bout take it off fo' me Girl, get on, I won't tell a soul But after this I gotta go Gotta get back on the road
I'm grindin, I'm grindin, I'm grindin We grindin we grindin we grindin We grindin we grindin we grindin
Man, I don't mean to hurt her Sumbody' gon' make it just grind Turn it 100 it's bushy I'm hearin' it Somebody call up a label and tell em And no, I'm not bluffin', so please do not try me I don't wanna take you out I'm locked and I'm loaded, I'm ready to use it
I didn't mean to scare ya, baby And you know time is money I'm talkin' bout take it off fo' me Girl, get on, I won't tell a soul But after this I gotta go Gotta get back on the road
I'm grindin, I'm grindin, I'm grindin We grindin we grindin we grindin We grindin we grindin we grindin