Artist: Soulja Boy
Album:  50/13 (Mixtape)
Song:   Grinding
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

This for all my niggas out there getting money
Fuck a hater, let's get it

Grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding
Everyday I'm grinding
Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
Nigga I'm an outlaw
Grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding
Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
Nigga I'm an outlaw

Motherfucker don't play with me
Came out the water with a fucking pistol
I'm too official, niggas talking shit
But I'm taking up just back a missile
Niggas talking shit, next day he missing
Nigga dicing he's a bitch nigga
You're a fuck nigga got no loyal
Came out the ground just like oil
Niggas talking shit, but where I'm found
Nigga up in Bay Town
Where the bad business goes suddenly up
And a chopper holds like eighty rounds
Pussy nigga don't want beef
Nigga knock out your fucking teeth
Tattoos on my V neck
DJ cal it we the best
Money roll like marijuana
Bitch I'm up in California
Niggas talking that fuck shit
... run up on them
Soldier tell them I'm the truth
Bitch you know I got the juice
Bitch I grind everyday
Mother fuck that shit I'm getting paid

Grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding
Everyday I'm grinding
Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
Nigga I'm an outlaw

Working bait let's do it major
Every day get into the paper
They got that little Chopper
Who fuck niggas
Want to fuck the players
Get on my
Grind!
You niggas is
Grind!
Why? We're just
Grind!
Get here with the
Grind!
Every day I grind
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Nine
Splash
On my tiny
Splash!
Skinny
Splash!
Ass rich
Splash!
Fuck us out the club
Winning
With the money on that bitch
Winning
Swimming
Outlaw, outlaw
Bitch I told that girl for fur
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Money in my pockets
Twenty twelve on million leeks, I'm making hits
Put you on that base and shit
Know what I clang and I bang
With the ocean gang
Fuck nigga I'm a make you rich
My swag makes the haters sick
God, bitches I can take a pick
Coming hard like a hundred bricks
Look like I hit a hundred leeks
You can't fuck with that soldier shit
Know her more I control your bitch
Nigga you know what it is
Twenty twelve I'm going in
At golf I'm born to win

Grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding
Everyday I'm grinding
Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
Nigga I'm an outlaw