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Mellowhype - Grill Lyrics



Mellowhype - Grill Lyrics




[Intro: Hodgy Beats]
Keep Smokin'
Keep Smokin'

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Bring something new to the table
And I don't want yams because I had some yesterday
But I can smoke grams blaze one almost everyday
And I will shake hands and make plans with a featherweight
Wolf Gang clan sold out when we set a date
Klux Klan burn the stage down let it marinate
Correlate circulate percolate a work of fate it hurts to hate
For me there's no surrogate
It brings the f*cking food to the table
And if you get cheese make it provolone or parmesan
Roll the mary j kill the pain and my other vibe
Hold another dame and the main in my other arm such a charm
[?] filled with dro these bitchens blowin'
[?]

[Hook: x2]
It's the M, the E, the L
The L, the O, W, H
The Y, the P, the P, the E

It's the M, the E, the L
The L, the O, W, H
The Y, the P, get your money

[Verse 2: Left Brain]
Never been a buster nigga
I ride with them thuggish niggas
Mellowhigh, Loiter Squad
I ride with them ruggish niggas
Never f*ck a bitch up in the bucket, she just suck a nigga
81 box chevy
Dirty seats, dirty sprite
Ridin' dirty through the night
Shining like some pearly whites
Lurking for the popo though
F*ck them punks
Exit out the way I'm a hit the Shake Junt
Hey my nigga G goes smoke 8 junts
Tear the bottle, full throttle
[?]
Big noise, big toys
Monstertruck, [?]
F*ck the slut in dope and smut
Trash wang, that's what's up [x5]

[Hook x4]
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[Intro: Hodgy Beats]
Keep Smokin'
Keep Smokin'

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Bring something new to the table
And I don't want yams because I had some yesterday
But I can smoke grams blaze one almost everyday
And I will shake hands and make plans with a featherweight
Wolf Gang clan sold out when we set a date
Klux Klan burn the stage down let it marinate
Correlate circulate percolate a work of fate it hurts to hate
For me there's no surrogate
It brings the f*cking food to the table
And if you get cheese make it provolone or parmesan
Roll the mary j kill the pain and my other vibe
Hold another dame and the main in my other arm such a charm
[?] filled with dro these bitchens blowin'
[?]

[Hook: x2]
It's the M, the E, the L
The L, the O, W, H
The Y, the P, the P, the E

It's the M, the E, the L
The L, the O, W, H
The Y, the P, get your money

[Verse 2: Left Brain]
Never been a buster nigga
I ride with them thuggish niggas
Mellowhigh, Loiter Squad
I ride with them ruggish niggas
Never f*ck a bitch up in the bucket, she just suck a nigga
81 box chevy
Dirty seats, dirty sprite
Ridin' dirty through the night
Shining like some pearly whites
Lurking for the popo though
F*ck them punks
Exit out the way I'm a hit the Shake Junt
Hey my nigga G goes smoke 8 junts
Tear the bottle, full throttle
[?]
Big noise, big toys
Monstertruck, [?]
F*ck the slut in dope and smut
Trash wang, that's what's up [x5]

[Hook x4]
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: GERARD LONG, VYRON TURNER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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