Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): John Benson Sebastian, Steve Boone, Jay King, Mark Sebastian, Denzil Foster, Thomas Derrick Mcelroy
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Big MoeMashin' for Mine Lyrics:
Huh, feel this here, baby, I grind, got to stay on it
Know what I'm talking about, Moe on his grind
Huh, all the time, I even like to bump and grind
Feel that, huh, listen to this here huh, what
Steady on the grind, all the time
Steady on the grind, all the time
I got money on my mind, so I mash for mine
I stay steady on the grind all the time
I'm steady, trying to hit this lick
On tip the script
Until I'm rich, put this dick off
In you bitches and you hoes
I ain't gonna let these niggas take
I'm not gonna hesitate to break
I put my chrome against your face and now it's on
Trying to get this paper on my block
I'm not gonna stop to the villain and flop
My glock stay cocked and I keep flashing shrome
One, one, two, two, two, three three three, four
Hot damn, summer in the city
Drop looking pretty, sitting on 20's
I am, Big Motorola serving the soda
Crawling through the clover
Hot damn, money in the city
Boys ain't tripping, never gave a flipping
I am, Big Casanova
Players get chosen, you know the game over
Steady on the grind, all the time
Steady on the grind, all the time
I got money on my mind, so I mash for mine
I stay steady on the grind all the time
Say money, more whips and clothes
As I flow, y'all know true players get chose
So, I'm at it till the light turn loud
Might break my spine, long as I die trying
Should find go ahead, get thick as a gauge
With the hustle and tussle, baby, Noke D bringing pain
Huh, somebody said Noke you got some hot tracks
I said, "Yeah, we stay together we gone give it right back"
I want the roof capping save for the guts and snows
They playing you and no chips, so I could spot my foes
And let them know we throwed, check the lingo
Kids from the dingo with the neon glow
Pee on snow, 'cause we all know
Put the T on toes give me a trophy 'cause, 'It's murder she wrote'
Uh, you holding one slangers, game re-arrangers
Steady on the grind, it just changes
Disrespect the major boy you doing too much
Plus we done chopped it up and left them all screwed up
Chewed up and spit out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Without a doubt it's on, when Texas place touch the light to make it hot
Steady on the grind, all the time
Steady on the grind, all the time
I got money on my mind, so I mash for mine
I stay steady on the grind all the time
Steady on the grind, all the time
Steady on the grind, all the time
I got money on my mind, so I mash for mine
I stay steady on the grind all the time
Let me hear you say money, money, money
Let me hear you say money, money, money
Let me hear you say money, money, money
M I N E, that be M O E me
Roll thorough the game and chop and chop
Know what I'm talking 'bout, yeah ay yeah
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