Tee Grizzley - Free Baby Grizzley lyrics

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Tee Grizzley - Free Baby Grizzley lyrics

[Intro: Baby Grizzley] (Tha Realest) DG sh*t (Yup) DG sh*t (Yup) Ayy [Verse: Baby Grizzley] I dropped ten (Huh?), then dropped twenty (Okay) Eighty in my pocket, b*tch, I'm gettin' real money (Okay) A 'bow for my sweater, they say I'm an ill dummy (Woo) But they know they can't call 'less they coppin' pills from me I'm an Exit 9 (What?), Joy Road Scud bum Mob got indicted, but we still in the Scud, bum (Scud Zone) And this the deep end, it ain't no showin' love, bum (Uh-uh) And this a free ten, I had to get the plug, bum (Come here) What you know about indictments? (What?) Eighty just to have the lawyer on the case fightin' (Ayy, ayy) Vacation to the A to get the mob reunitеd (Woo) Little baby in the Wraith and I ain't evеn got a license, righteous (Skrrt, skrrt) Hutch, let me get another pair (Okay) Hood ni**a all Versace'd down, blow it on a square (Okay) Ayy, I'm in another country, baby, send it through the air (Okay) Half a million what I wear I ain't trippin' if you lil' hoes stare Stingray, I'm chillin' on the hood in the hood (Skrrt) Bad b*tch with me strapped up, Maya Good (Come here) You ain't never seen a double-G ni**a, take a look (Woo) Big pistol on my lap while I'm puffin' on a 'Wood (Brr, brr) Hit the mall and lose my motherfu*kin' mind (Gas) Gucci on, Louis on at the same time (Woo, woo) A rich ni**a livin', I ain't talkin' 'bout snitchin' (Eat) When I say I hit four million and drop a whole dime (Eat) You know I'm eatin' good, I play with a whole chicken (Ah) Take an L, we still good like cold chicken (We good) You buyin' paper plates, we eatin' off gold dishes (Bum) I fu*k with thoroughbreds, you runnin' with bum ni**as (He what?) Should I go on? Two chains, soon to put some more on (Okay) If I fu*k your baby boo, I gotta put my bro on (Okay) Throw 'em from Mexico, for that touchdown, I go long (Okay) I go so hard, you ni**as continue to go home (Home) Grind all winter (Ah), summertime too (Ah) Top gone, GT, summertime coupe (No cap) Dearborn Heights, I'm out here fu*kin' with a Jew (No cap) Big blocks on, it's a band for a shoe (No cap) They hatin' when I know these lil' ni**as wanna be me (b*tch) Get your b*tch lewd for them bands like MiMi (b*tch) LV shirt and my belt say GG (b*tch) Throw a dub at you in the club, ni**a, 3D (Woo) Show you how to ball, take notes when you see me (Ayy) Cut your b*tch off when I'm done like a TV (Ayy) Ran off on the plug twice like a repeat (Ayy) If he move wrong, get burnt like a CD (Ayy) Whole foot in cam' when them Lam' doors push up fu*k a push-up, I flex hard from the cook-up Make his stomach bubble like a pop when he shook up Them P's on deck, yeah, b*tch, I got the hook-up You hear me? (b*tch)

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