Dirty Money
Gold Grill
UGK
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Chorus:✦ (Bun B)
Now tell me what it's all about✦ in that South:
Big gold grill in yo mouth
With leather inside✦ your car, on yo' back, in yo' house
Get in a nigga's✦ ride, the seat feel like a couch
Big cheese in my pouch
Bitch, if it hurt, say "Ouch"
Chorus:✦ (Pimp C)
Show ya grill if you will, show ya grill if you will
Show ya grill if you will, and you down with the trill
Show ya golds if ya bold, show ya golds if ya bold
Show ya golds if ya bold, and ya diamonds✦ is cold
[Bun B]
See this one right here, my niggas✦
We gon' dedicate it
To them boys from the ghetto✦ keepin'✦ grills gold-plated
Never✦ hated,✦ never✦ will
We stayin' forever✦ trill;
But boys on the blocks
They keep comin'✦ forever✦ grilled
Open✦ face with them designs...shit
Maybe a rack on top and bottom with a couple of diamonds✦ to add some shine
Some niggas✦ got that yella✦ gold
Some niggas✦ got that white
Some niggas✦ got that platinum and bling, bling 'em all night
Shit, I know this boy with one gold, no ice;
I know a nigga✦ who got robbed✦ and bought the same teeth twice;
Muthafuckas with fangs, symbols of gangs or they squad
Some real and some fraud;
Spell the name of they broad
Got boys that praise the Lord
With open✦ face and they cross
Some did all thirty-two, and paid a heavy-ass cost
So, whether you the boss, the runner,✦ or the square
C'mon down to the South;
We got gold grills everywhere
Chorus✦
[MJG]
Gold in the middle, they stay shiny✦
One on each canine;✦
You get one free if you not paid on government aid
Go get some shades✦
You blindin' hoes with 14 carat✦ sun rays
But while they all up in yo grill
They vision✦ blurry✦ for days
Stacked, and ya say, "But couldn't I just stop at one" just like Lays
You left the whole jaw twinkle, to stick a rag in ya face
You buff 'em and shit;
They sparkle like the comets in space
I got two crosses with a diamond, heart, a club, and a spade
[Eightball]
White ice on gold; that's what we be flippin' dog
3rd Ward to The Mound
You know that we keep it raw
8Ball on my grill, baby,✦ love it when I smile;
Say it make her pussy✦ wet
And make her nipples get all hard
I try to break myself from the same ol' pattern
In the boulevards scattered, full a hatin':✦ nigga✦ chatterin'
Hoes, if you ask me, "What them niggas✦ be about?"✦
Hate me cause my flow official
And I'm from that Dirty✦ South
Chorus✦
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