Intro:
Yeah, Ha
Yo its the D-O Double R (Yes Sir)
Dorrough Music (Yeah Buddy)
PrimeTime Clique, Bitch

Chorus:
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow

Verse 1:
Say, I heard there's a fire, fire, somebody yell fire
So damn fly that n***as put me on they flyers
Prior, and no i'm no liar
I'm grinding like i'm riding on four flat tires

Book me for a show, I'll work, for hire
Book me for a show, big faces I require
Cause boy I'm fire, sizzlin, cracklin
Plus I grind like two hoes wrestlin'

Quick to spit verses like reverends
Grind like [?]
25/8 Fuck 24/7
When do I sleep, really ain't no tellin'
I'm the 411 like April, 11th
Yeah I'm from the south
Where n***as get street money
Im from the south
Where n***as get deep money
Im from the south
We get money, keep money
Long money, speak money, take you out to eat money

Chorus:X2
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow

Verse 2:
Boy I grind like a skater, I grind for the paper
Ride around in 20-29 navigators
Lil mama fine but I ain't time to just date her
She mad cuz Im a dog, and I dont even know her maker

Taking risks like a knife spinning [?]
Where n***as who step pour papers
And all i know is hustlers, ballers, and haters

And most of you n***as played out like [?]
Got me yellin faker, faker, my n***a youz a faker
[????]
Watch, you better hope yo bitch dont break ya
Heres a tip do not go where the money dont take ya

Jelousy, I ain't trippen because I get money and got money
And I ain't trippen because I stacked up and stocked money
And some people called the country boy a crop money
Big money, shop money, buy it off the lot money

Chorus:X2
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow

Verse 3:
If you get cold, I get hotter
Where ever I go yo bitch gunna follow
Yeah boy yo bitch my pinta
Beat that pussy just like pintas

As I get hot, you get colder
I stack paper like 5 star folders
Put cho bitch legs over my shoulder
Beat that pussy just like I suppose to
Lou, ash a poo, make it pop like mountain dew
Stand tall like mountain dew
Make a million then count a few

(Boy I grind, like boy I, boy I)

And really on that bull shit
But i got through to the hound of you
Dope n***as get dope money, show n***as get show money
Pimp n***as get hoe money, grown n***as get no money

One man can get a lot of money
But more n***as get more money
I cry without a 95
I fuck around and get cho money

Chorus:X2
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind (like Boy I, Boy I)
Boy I Grind like there ain't no tomorrow