Lyrics to Grind All Day
Grind All Day Video:
Featuring Jae Millz

(Intro)
It's Millzie
Grind all day, party all night
Grind all day, party all night

(Verse)
I got my own wave no need to ride Joe's
I'm five ten but my money bout 5-4
I pull up on the set fresh from the lock boy,
Hop out now hater kill yourself, suicide doors
My bitch bad but the karmin better
I come through white coast looking like Casper
YMCMB AKA the only thing that matters
With Kobe in the fourth, Tyga and the master
Shout out to nigga M, simply 'cause she the baddest
Shout out to you rappers for stealing my atlips
Leggo, I'mma bring it back up town,
Where them fly girls love me 'cause I'm so uptown
Yeah she gotta ask like a full moon
It's unsafe for her to walk in a full room nigga
Call me Jae, call me Millz,
Might as well call me buffalo 'cause I'm bout my mother fuckin bills
What it is.

(Hook)
Grind all day, party all night
Grind-grind all day, party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind-grind all day, party-party all night

(Verse)
Man admit it's a no-no, you already know though
Puffing on loud ounces, that's the motto, nigga polo
And we light it every day, every day, every day
Like a Willy Nelson party back in 1968
Light it up in June and be gone till November
Diamonds like the golf ball, I am ka center
These niggas ain't hot, they could be my dinner
Shoot his ass back to when niggas was riding on spinners
Now go ahead, let em spin,
Fuck them losers man I came here to win,
Tell that waitress sparkle my bottles again
Bad red bone I'm bout to fuck her and her friend
Let's begin, what it is, said I'm out of control,
This whole party is out of control,
Flow straight dope like I duck curr cope,
All this grieving got my shit right up out of his nose
Party all night

(Hook)
Grind all day, party all night
Grind-grind all day, party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind-grind all day, party-party all night

(Verse)
I'm out of this world like a flying saucer
And my aura cause nausea
Lord homie I'm a worldwide scormer
Native New Yorker,
Mother fuck you and whoever that endorsed you
You don't want that walk,
We run through you niggas on my Brashaw
Oh that little nigga mad huh?
Can't get right with yo bokeme ass huh?
How dare you?
For bad bitches is don't hear you
And besides that boy, be careful,
'Cause I hunt you down, make you outfit, and wear you,
These little niggas don't get it
My flow been Hannibal just wasn't admited
Hit your body twice with that get pack, get pack,
Double up, that's a gift pack, leave em gift wrapped

(Hook)
Grind all day, party all night
Grind all day, party all night
Grind-grind all day, party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night
Grind-grind all day, party-party all night

(Outro)
Me and mines go hard like it's no tomorrow
Yea
Millzie
Yo yo
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