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UGK lyrics : "Gold Grill"

(feat. Eightball & MJG)

[Pimp C]

Uh...steady [???] steady [???]
(*##$ don't never get no rest


[Pimp C]
Uh...Grippin' the five, I'm a pimp in my mind;
I'm 'bout a (*##$ got some goals, with a good credit line

So, we pop the plastic..
If she hustle, I ball
Long as she payin' daddy

Ain't no problems at all
So, we break the mall
Now and then we $#&@;

And then the (*##$ gon' be cool
Long as the paper stay up
When she suck on my pipe

Them golds shiny and bright..
Got them ??? hittin' that service every $#&@in' night
I'm tal'in' 'bout NBA tricks

NFL tricks
NHL tricks
Payin' my (*##$

Grade A #~!!@ and she payin' for my dick;
She on my two-way now
The (*##$ done hit a fat dick, a fat dick


[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 ^!$$%'s ride, the seat feel like a couch

Big cheese in my pouch
(*##$, 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 ^!$$%s
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 ???
Open face with them designs...%#@!
Maybe a rack on top and bottom with a couple of diamonds to add some shine

Some ^!$$%s got that yella gold
Some ^!$$%s got that white
Some ^!$$%s got that platinum and bling, bling 'em all night

%#@!, I know this boy with one gold, no ice;
I know a ^!$$% who got robbed and bought the same teeth twice;
Mutha$#&@as 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 %#@!;
They sparkle like the comets in space

I got two crosses with a diamond, heart, a club, and a spade

[Eightball]
White ice on ???; that's what we be flippin', Ball
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 #~!!@ 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': ^!$$% chatterin'
Hoes, if you ask me, "What them ^!$$%s be about?"
Hate me 'cause my flow official
And I'm from that Dirty South


[Chorus]

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