Lyrics to Grimey
[Noreaga]Yeah nigga - part four muh'fuckerThugged out nigga (Grimey)Neptunes - nigga what nigga (Grimey)Violator - nigga what nigga (Grimey)This shit is serious - type serious (Grimey)Uh, uh-uh, nigga what nigga (Grimey)Uh, uh-uh, nigga what nigga (Grimey)Uh, uh-uh, part four nigga (Grimey)Yo, yo, yoIt's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury niggaI smoke boogies, conspiracy theoryIt's like I'm Malcolm, with just the XThese bitches swear they in love but it's just the XNiggas act like, my coke ain't long in stressLike I don't keep two shotguns, under my chestI flip, obsolete see I'm the king of the streetsAnd show muh'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beatsIn Miami, Pun shoulda, won the GrammyThis year I'll bring the shit home to his familyGo 'head, and keep hatin, until you receiveMad volts in your chest plate, hard to breatheSee you a hater like Star & Buc, nigga whatAnd fuck Tommy Boy, them niggaz just suckI'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes swallow my spitWanna drink every bottle I sip[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]Nigga when that heat, is bustin offAnd the ambulance come, and rush you offAnd the witness like - we don't know dem boysMe and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey heyThen we resume, hangin with starsThen we live in fat houses and fat ass carsThen we drive and scream - nigga FUCK the lawMe and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey[Noreaga]Yo, yoI alternated with the greatest, upgraded my speechWe Violator violatin, y'all niggaz capiche?It's unsafe like late night on (?) BeachDrink some river ranches and get slurped at leastLet's have fun wit it, in the Bridge my niggaz dunn wit itNiggaz had hit records, but we done did itPop a collar; see them chicks they like to holla N.O.!You know them hoes already know they gotta swallowMoney like Nutty Professor - fat as fuckFour gold albums; ain't none of it luckBrad Pitt, Fight Club shit, fuckin you upSince you, seem so tense release the muttsI'm connected, the police release my cuffsCall me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel moreNigga this my year, you gonna feel NoreMoney we got it but still try and feel more[Chorus][Bridge: Pharrell Williams (Noreaga)]Type of niggarole, we must be dunns (Grimey)Toothbrush shanks and rusty guns (Grimey)Nigga get popped can't hush me son (Grimey)Sellin everything 'til they cuff me dunn (Grimey)93 Ac' fuck a Range nigga (Grimey)Saliva at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey)Reynolds wrap, coke, and doo-rags (Grimey)Never cleanin up, nigga screw that (Grimey)[Noreaga]You see we unbreakable, y'all niggaz is uncapableWe 2G nigga we use gats that's untraceableStill smokin, and niggaz know how I do itKeep big shanks, shit'll cut in half your BuickJust me and shorty, late night in the parkAnd gettin so much brains I'm startin to feel smartOff Beelzebub, feelin my love with cold heartSee these fake niggaz, my fists'll break niggazWe switchin labels, now it's time to break niggazWe switchin labels, now it's time to break niggaz[Bridge][Pharell Williams]Hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey[Chorus][Noreaga]Violator - nigga what nigga (Grimey)This shit is serious (Grimey)(Grimey) (Grimey)(Grimey) (Grimey)..
Songwriters: SANTIAGO, VICTOR/WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L./HUGO, CHAD
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING
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Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING
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