Ill Instrumentals - Hot Grits lyrics

(Hook 1) I just got my hoes up And my dawg just rolled up I might take yo hoe bruh Oh I might take ya b**h Soon they all gon know us (2x's) One on one Im'a hit her wit the iso (isolation) No way Im'a kiss wit' my eyes closed Young n***a wit a brand new swag I don't dance but I might just dab All the hoes wanna f** wit' a rich n***a I ain't rich but I'm sittin' on hits n***a 24 like I'm sittin on rims Six feet when I'm rockin' them Timbs (Timbalands) Got damn a n***a too hot Hot grits on the stove n***a too hot Ride dick lil' b**h got me too rock Hit her from the back, back wit' a mixed co*k These days man I'm doing me too good OC (Orange County) boy raised in that old hood Going back to the old me no way Smoke good in the morning wit OJ (Orange Juice) Oh hey, lil' biddy what's the word? Wanna smoke wanna try a lil herb? Gudda gudda Lil' b**h from the burg R Kelly know a n***a might flirt When I get her a** back to the crib Im'a f** then she might just dip n***a mad cuz I f**ed your b**h He a b**h n***a won't do sh** I got some p**y to handle I'm scoring and dishin like Randle (Julius) The way that I'm living's a scandal Lighting blunts like I'm lighting some candles If you gotta problem then say somethin' To my face don't be p**y & say nothin' I told u these boys was counterfeit All that talkin' these n***as ain't countin' sh** (Hook 2) I just got my hoes up And my dawg just rolled up I might take yo hoe bruh Oh I might take ya b**h Soon they all gon know us (2x's) (Bridge) I got my hoes up (8x's)