[Chamillion: hook 2x]
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Day to day grindin', got a playa shinin'
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5th wheel reclinin' on dem boys
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See a playa hustlin', comin up from nothin'
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Strugglin', tryna come up on dem boys
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[Mike Jones]
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I got dem platinum shinin', all the time'n
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Screens fallin', 5th wheel reclinin'
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If you ain grindin', you ain shinin'
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If you ain grindin', you ain shinin'
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I'm Mike Jones(Mike Jones)
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I stack change and grip grain
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Switch lane-to-lane in the rover ranger
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Until I die, I'ma hunt for change
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I had to get up and off my ass
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Depend on self to stack my cash
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I'm first in the game, I'm never last
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Until I pass, I'ma make the cash
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Me, Chamille, and Magno
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Grind hard everyday for the cash flow
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I pull up in the jag slow
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It's M.O.B. until I go
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I hit the catch on princess cut
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I leave sluts and make 'em fuckin suck
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Cause Mike Jones don't give a fuck
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Cause Mike Jones don't give a fuck
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I grind for mine, that's why I shine
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I hog the lights, cause I work for mine
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I grill shine like pine on pine
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I'm ballin' now, so wait in line
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[hook 2x]
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[Magno]
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Day to day, grindin'
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I knocked off'd 5 gators
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All chrome, my money run long - like Clyde Davis
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So you know how my wheels sit
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Like my benz topless
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So like the game of dominoes - I dropped the big 6
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In a drop wit big chicks
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The guts is plushed off
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Makin' girls rush off
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Cause we throwin buck soft
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Now my green stackin'
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You'll never say my team's second
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If it's beef, we got lose cannons like Gene Hackman
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He jus' fine, it's Magno, the streets is mine
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I'm in that 740-i, backseats reclined
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With the curtains in the back
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Girls - twerkin' on the sack
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Niggas fightin' for front seat
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The 18s turn 'em and they back
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The game need me like Glady's need the pimps
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My wallet's like a python - it always keep a grip
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Before, I ain' had a dime
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All I had was time
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But since I got grind, now I got shine
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Steady grindin'!
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[hook 2x]
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[Chamillion]
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Hey, has anybody else seen this cat?
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Leanin' back in a greenish 'llac
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With throwback and a phoenix cap
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Rag top with the screens attached
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It don't take a true genious act
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Like you dont know that the king is back
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It's Koopa, I pop my trunk
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And flash lights while you lead it back
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I used to wave at a broad
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"Who he wavin' at? Ain't me?"
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Now I wave my sleeve in the breeze
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And mother nature gets brain freeze
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Change the, t.v. and you see
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The tool man on my channel
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Help me figure how to dismantle
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All this wood in my dope panel
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Nano-nano we grindin', we outta this world
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Say no, I'll put my foot up your anus
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And kick you outta this world
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No colleges girl, the lizard man got edu-ma-cation
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And benjamin chasin' now they sick like no medicine's taken
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You betta go ask G-Dash or Michael Watts
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Who's stackin stocks or flashin rocks
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Hardest thing got after 'Pac
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I should try to be an astronaught
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Girls wanna gimme ass and I got plenty of "not's"
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>From mashin' the spots, mom and pops
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The package in drops
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I'm tellin ya pops, we grindin' like there ain' no tomorrow
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If I go broke, this whole
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"Hey Travis, can I borrow a dollar?"
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A balla, a scholar who's switchin class on top of the rank
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My name gon' go where Wells Fargo go on top of the bank
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If niggas that shine was in joke, in this game they be callin' me
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The Chamillion Era, mixed the king of comedy
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You wouldn't believe me ballin' if you never did see it
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Till me, Mike and Mag pull up
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In a me no speak English
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And that's a foreign baby!
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[hook 2x]
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Day 2 Day Grindin' (featuring Chamillion)
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Mike Jones |