Dorrough - Boy I Grind lyrics

Intro: Yeah, Ha Yo its the D-O Double R (Yes Sir) Dorrough Music (Yeah Buddy) PrimeTime Clique, b**h Chorus: 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. Verse 1: Say, I heard there's a fire, fire, somebody yell fire So damn fly that n***as 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 f** 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 n***as get street money Im from the south Where n***as get deep money Im from the south We get money, keep money, Long money, speak money, take you out to eat money Chorus:X2 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. Verse 2: Boy I grind like a skater, I grind for the paper, Ride around in 20-29 navigators, Lil mama fine but I aint 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 n***az who step pour papers, And all i know is hustlers, ballers, and haters, And most of you n***az played out like [?], Got me yellin faker, faker, my n***a youz a faker, [????] Watch, you better hope yo b**h dont break ya, Heres a tip do not go where the money dont take ya, Jelousy, I aint trippen because I get money and got money, And I aint 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 Chorus:X2 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. Verse 3: If you get cold, I get hotter, Where ever I go yo b**h gunna follow, Yeah boy yo b**h my pinta, Beat that p**y just like pintas, As I get hot, you get colder, I stack paper like 5 star folders, Put cho b**h legs over my shoulder, Beat that p**y 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 sh**, But i got through to the hound of you, Dope n***az get dope money, show n***az get show money, Pimp n***az get hoe money, grown n***az get no money, One man can get a lot of money, But more n***az get more money, I cry without a 95, I f** around and get cho money, Chorus:X2 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.