Ras Kass - Grindin' (feat. Bad Azz) Lyrics
[Hook: Da Nation]If you like what you see, make a movieGet ya grind on, playa haters, always loseIt's about fun, gettin money, layin in the cutWe everything you need, now what's up[Ras Kass]It's the nigga you love to hate, '98Now how much cheese can one black nigga takeConvertible Jag XK8 wit customized platesPlaymates jumpin out my birthday cakeSee we be on one, so raise the roofOr we gon tear the club up, hosin daisy dukesI made you lose, orange juice mixed wit IndoI be doin my thug dizzo, that's for shizzoC Arson baby, born and raisedBack in the Kay kays, when we was babiesNow, I get around like a circleSqueezin on ya lady fat ass like a girdleLatino cute, she was built somethin fierce21, had a tongue and a bellybutton piercedPlaya, I think your wifey wanna politely bite mePlay Marv Albert, but that hurt boo, blow lightly[Chorus: Ras Kass (Bad Azz)]And all the ladies say(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)And all the hustlers say(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)And everybody say(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)And all the niggas say(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)[Ras Kass]Let's take you back to the basicsI smack a rapper's ass like a dominatrixLife is cruel, faces and misdemeanor casesMore chedda, the more betterFamily trunk tight,wit my grandma dressin all you chickens on fight nightI'm flossin in Vegas, like dream come trueWhippin a '98 cream, V1-2Of course, you be seein me in one twoOr me, three, lazer cut key boo, one on Peach TreeOne on Crenshaw, one on one-two fifthWalkin in a B-Boy stance, holdin my dickI'm sick, flippin
