Shorty Grindin

Shorty Grindin [JD Era Verse] Era! They call me Era big tipper tipper for strippers I make it rain on the dancer then shower that ass with dollar bills Get your umbrella Ella Ella eh eh! Tworkin while she workin that brass pole in them Prada heels She’s circling that stage, I think it’s all an act Cause if I wasn’t paid, she wouldn’t holla back Baby don’t be afraid, keep grinding for them stacks After you bounce bounce, pause, tell her give me that See I’m a catalyst tell em they shouldn’t battle this Me? More of a star and you? More of an asterisk Benjamin Franklin advocate, every song is immaculate They ain’t giving me credit so I’m a give em my ass to kiss Now pucker up! Pussy poppin on that hand stand Dark tan, come and get this money from my right hand That ain’t enough. Show me why you need the ends And save a lap dance for Spinz, he the producer [Chorus] Shorty Grindin for that money Swing around swing around Shorty Grindin for that money Bring it down bring it down Shorty Grindin for that money Get it low get it low Shorty Grindin for that money Gettin dough getting dough Shorty Grindin for that money Swing around swing around Shorty Grindin for that money Bring it down bring it down Shorty Grindin for that money Get it low get it low Shorty Grindin for that money Gettin dough getting dough [Bishop Brigante Verse] Yo, they call me T.G.M up in that muthafucka! Riding round clean, came to check up on my team I got money on that strip. I got money on that strip pole Dancing like she owe, Mr. Romancing the Stone. Cold I ain’t in love with them I just here having fun with them Soon as they ask me for cash.. pew! That’s when I’m done with them, No! I don’t participate I would rather precipitate, rain You thinking bout a song? Mommy I’m thinking long, range I’m not a customer I just could get accustomed to Touching ya fuckin ya, trusting ya ain’t gonna happen ma But while I’m here another Heineken beer, clear No lap dance I’ve got a rep to uphold here Fuck am I saying? Ma I’m playing I’m a dirty bird You got me hard as a rock just off them dirty words Fuck the tuition keep on stripping for your pocket love Now sit on my lap, and talk about what’s poppin up [Chorus] Shorty Grindin for that money Swing around swing around Shorty Grindin for that money Bring it down bring it down Shorty Grindin for that money Get it low get it low Shorty Grindin for that money Gettin dough getting dough Shorty Grindin for that money Swing around swing around Shorty Grindin for that money Bring it down bring it down Shorty Grindin for that money Get it low get it low Shorty Grindin for that money Gettin dough getting dough [Drake Verse] Get it low get it low check! She Amy Winehouse no no no no free head She like I need bread, baby I’m a pre-med Plus she a weed head 50 for a dance Hundred if it private, ten thousand to enter when her knees spread I’m like, you must be insane hoe May look like I’m rich but I do not look like a lame tho And you just looking at me crazy like I’m speaking fables They might make it rain, I can make you see a rainbow. I’m sayin tho These n***z are parched I’m sippin Henney Paradis and Bishop, Era, I can bring them anywhere with me and.. I look interested only when I care to be Baby I am Drake & trust me there is plenty guarantee. You secure I ain’t throwing you no dollars on the stage I will shower you with knowledge baby you will be amazed If I put you on then trust me you a shoe in for a raise And I learned it from my daddy it ain’t kosher but it pays. Baby [Chorus] Shorty Grindin for that money Swing around swing around Shorty Grindin for that money Bring it down bring it down Shorty Grindin for that money Get it low get it low Shorty Grindin for that money Gettin dough getting dough Shorty Grindin for that money Swing around swing around Shorty Grindin for that money Bring it down bring it down Shorty Grindin for that money Get it low get it low Shorty Grindin for that money Gettin dough getting dough