grimace! - jxd! lyrics
[intro]
chise, you make me cry
(uh huh, huh)
snooza exhausted
(no way)
[chorus]
s*s*sippin’ on purple, i’m sippin’ on grimace
w*wrap my d*ck up like a present on christmas
b*b*tch, i’m the number one thing on her wishlist
how you pull up to a stick fight stickless?
t*that n*gga wanted my girl cause he b*tchless
and i was just laughing at him, like, “who is this?”
n*n*gga must think that i don’t really hit sh*t
i*i*i’m ’bout to growl like a muhf*ckin’ pit’ bih’
[verse]
huh, i carry the stick bih’
totin’ this weapon, my gun ain’t gon’ cl!ck bih’
ar*15 and a drac’, got two sticks bih’
talkin’ on niya, hit you in yo’ sh*t bih’
ha ha, ha*, laugh to the bank
smokin’ on skunk pack, you know that it stank
city boy, no i can’t f*ck with a lame
only met one girl that made me go tame
(said it before, i can’t f*ck with you lames)
(i break her back like i’m muhf*ckin’ bane)
(my wrist plain and i’m smokin’ on mary jane, yeah)
(and she know i’m a vamp ’cause i went and bit her with my fangs)
[refrain]
sippin’ on purple, i’m sippin’ on grimace
wrap my d*ck up like a present on christmas
b*tch, i’m the number one thing on her wishlist
how you pull up to a stick fight stickless?
that n*gga wanted my girl cause he b*tchless
and i was just laughing at him, like, “who is this?”
n*gga must think that i don’t really hit sh*t
i’m ’bout to growl like a muhf*ckin’ pit’ bih’
[bridge]
i’ve been in love with you since the first day i saw you
why’d it take you so long to say that
’cause i was scared, and hard*headed (hard*headed)
[chorus]
s*s*sippin’ on purple, i’m sippin’ on grimace
w*wrap my d*ck up like a present on christmas
b*b*tch, i’m the number one thing on her wishlist
how you pull up to a stick fight stickless?
t*that n*gga wanted my girl cause he b*tchless
and i was just laughing at him, like, “who is this?”
n*n*gga must think that i don’t really hit sh*t
i*i*i’m ’bout to growl like a muhf*ckin’ pit’ bih’
[verse]
huh, i carry the stick bih’
totin’ this weapon, my gun ain’t gon’ cl!ck bih’
ar*15 and a drac’, got two sticks bih’
talkin’ on niya, hit you in yo’ sh*t bih’
ha ha, ha*, laugh to the bank
smokin’ on skunk pack, you know that it stank
city boy, no i can’t f*ck with a lame
only met one girl that made me go tame
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