UGK, 8Ball, MJG - Gold Grill lyrics

Uhsteady, steady
Bitch don't never get no rest

Uhgrippin' the five, I'm a pimp in my mind
My bottom bitch 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 fuck
And then the bitch gon' be cool
Long as the paper stay up
When she suck on my pipe
Them golds shiny and bright
Got them lames hittin' that
Service every fuckin' night
I'm tal'in' 'bout NBA tricks nFL tricks
NHL tricks payin' my bitch
Grade A pussy and she payin' for my dick
She on my two-way now
The bitch done hit a fat lick, a fat lick

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 nigga's ride
The seat feel like a couch
Big cheese in my pouch
Bitch, if it hurt, say "Ouch"

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

See this one right here, my niggas
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 grilled
Open face with them designsshit
Maybe a rack on top and bottom with a
Couple of diamonds to add some shine
Some niggas got that yella gold
Some niggas got that white
Some niggas got that platinum and bling
Bling 'em all night
Shit, I know this boy with one gold, no ice
I know a nigga who got robbed
And bought the same teeth twice
Muthafuckas 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

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 shit
They sparkle like the comets in space
I got two crosses with a
Diamond, heart, a club, and a spade

White ice on gold that's what
We be flippin' dog 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 pussy 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': nigga chatterin'
Hoes, if you ask me
"What them niggas be about?"
Hate me cause my flow official
And I'm from that Dirty South