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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Song: | Grillz [ft. Paul Wall, Ali & Gipp] |
Album: | Sweatsuit | Genres: | Blues |
Year: | 2005 |
Length: | 271 sec |
Lyricist: Nelly
Lyrics:
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, 'Make me a grill' Uh, uh Add the whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold Yo We 'bout to start an epidemic with this one Y'all know what this is, So So Def (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (Uh-huh) All invisible set in little ice cube blocks If I could call it a drink, call it a smile on the rocks If I could call out a price, let's say I call out a lot I got like platinum and white rose, traditional gold I'm changin' grills every day, like Jay change clothes I might be grilled out nicely (Oh), in my white tee (Oh) Or on South Beach (Oh), in my wife beat VVS studded, you can tell when they cut it You see, my grandmama hate it, but my lil' mama love it 'Cause when I Open up your mouth, your grill gleamin' (Gleamin'! Say what?) Eyes stay low from the chiefin' (Chiefin') I got a grill I call penny candy, you know what that mean? It look like Now and Laters, gumdrops, jelly beans I wouldn't leave you for nothing, only a crazy man would So if you catch me in your city, somewhere out in your hood, just say
Smile for me, daddy (Woo) What you lookin' at? (Uh, *come on*) Let me see ya grill Let me see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, 'Make me a grill', she said Smile for me, daddy What you lookin' at? (*Oh*) I wanna see ya grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold (*Uh-oh*)
What it do, baby? It's the iceman, Paul Wall (Yeah) I got my mouth lookin' something like a disco ball (Yeah) I got the diamonds and the ice all hand set I might cause a cold front if I take a deep breath (Already) My teeth gleaming like I'm chewing on aluminum foil Smiling, showing off my diamonds, sippin' on some potent oil (Baby) I put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill Twenty carats, thirty stacks, let 'em know I'm so for real (For real) My motivation is them thirty pointers, VVS The frontage in my mouthpiece simply symbolize success (That's right) I got the wristwear and neckwear that's captivating (What?) But it's my smile that got these onlookers spectating (Hah) My mouthpiece simply certified a total package Open up my mouth and you see more carrots than a salad (Come on) My teeth are mind-blowin', givin' everybody chills Call me George Foreman, 'cause I'm sellin' everybody grills
Smile for me, daddy (Woo) Woo, what you lookin' at? Uh Let me see your grill Let you see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, 'Make me a grill', she said Smile for me, daddy (Woo) What you lookin' at? Uh I wanna see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold (*Kinfolk, come on*)
Gipp got them yellows, got them purples, got them reds (Hey) Lights gon' hit and make you woozy in your head (Hey) You can catch me in my Too $hort drop Mouth got colors like a Fruit Loop box It's what it do, in the Lou', ice grill, country grammar Where the hustlers move bricks and the gangsters bang hammers Where I got 'em, you can spot 'em on the top and the bottom Got a bill in my mouth like I'm Hillary Rodham Ain't dissin' nobody, but let's bring it to the light Gipp was the first with my mouth bright white (That's right) These ho's can't focus 'cause they eyesight blurry Tippin' on some 4's, you can see my mouth jewelry I got four different sets, it's a fabulous thang One white, one yellow, like Fabolous chain And the other set the same, got my name in the mold Add a whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold (Come on)
Smile for me, daddy (Woo) What you lookin' at? Uh Let me see your grill Let you see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, 'Make me a grill', she said Smile for me, daddy (Woo) What you lookin' at? (Uh) I wanna see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold
(Sing to me) Boy, how'd you get your grill that way? (Huh?) And how much did you pay? Every time I see you, the first thing I wan' say, hey
Smile for me, daddy (Woo) What you lookin' at? (Uh) Let me see your grill Let you see my what? (Hey) Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, 'Make me a grill,' she said Smile for me, daddy (Woo) What you lookin' at? (Uh) I wanna see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold (Come on)
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