Grill 'Em

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We, we, we dem, we dem, we dem Blue Stars
 We, we, we dem, we dem, we dem Blue Stars
 We, we, we dem, we dem, we dem Blue Stars
 Got blue ice in our chain
 Got blue ice in our teeth
 Now show yo grill man
 Grill 'em, grill 'em, grill 'em, (show yo grill man)
 Grill 'em, grill 'em, grill 'em, grill 'em
 We, we, we dem, we dem, we dem Blue Stars
 Got blue ice in our chain
 Got blue ice in our teeth
 Now show yo grill man
 Grill 'em, grill 'em, grill 'em, (show yo grill man)
 Grill 'em, grill 'em, grill 'em, grill 'em, (show yo grill man)
 (Baby Blue)
 I got a blue Impala
 On some blue rims
 When I'm stompin in New York I wear my blue Tims
 I'm a blue star, rapper not a singer
 I got blue leather interior and blue power rangers
 Blue diamonds in my grill, blue underwear
 New blue socks, blue rocks in my watch
 Blue air force ones when I'm chillin wit Nelly
 Got girls puttin I love u Baby Blue cross they belly
 Baby Blue being true for dat Baby Blue clue
 Ain't no proof getting these chicken loose
 I bet they do
 Pretty Ricky and Pitbull
 Tellin Miami wat they do
 I'm a gangsta 4-0 G
 Interior sittin on Guicci seats
 I rub my cuts, my Nike's clean
 Baby Blue, Pretty Ricky
 Man not be, be
 You see, I see, you see
 Baby got blue ice in my teeth
 And I see, you see, we be
 Crusin round da block in a blue Bentley
 With no show fa, keeping a tosta, in a hosta
 U in yo testrosta
 We crusin in a end a coasta
 (Spectacular)
 Blue Bentley wit da blue rims
 Customized wit da chromed grill
 Platinum chain wit da blue gyms
 Blue fitted wit da blue Tims
 Blue stars to click da claim
 Blue ice all in my chain
 Blue panties comin off yo dame
 Blue cards like a poker game
 Chevy on 28's and I'm shinin
 Hangin out my car cause I'm always clownin
 Anything I see that I want I'm a buyin
 And if I'm lyin, I'm flyin
 Right now we got da biggest deal
 Picture this forty mill
 Keep 'em thinking that's how it is
 So open yo mouth, and show yo grill
 (Slick 'Em)
 Give me a blue (blue)
 Wit da blue skirts (wit da blue skirts)
 Baby blue cut seats, got to make it work (got to make it work)
 Blue diamonds in my teeth (my teeth)
 Blue diamonds in my chain (my chain)
 Don't like it, don't talk to the game playa
 I'm off da chain (I'm off da chain)
 Now ya'll can't mess wit a balla
 Fine girls check boys, ya'll know we got 'em
 Pass da one on da test
 We gone get 'em all
 Homeboy u softer than cotton
 Now u have a problem huh
 Cause people round here loose life everday
 Dat's M-I-A, dat's kind of ya day like
 Give me my money, forget da fame
 Now Slick 'Em down wit da nigga
 Dem boys got lyrics dat's lethal
 Lick you, hit you, and flip you
 Leavin you cripple where you stand playa
 I bet you a hater, I bet you afender
 It's
 

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Duration
04:29
Key
1
Tempo
140 BPM

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