1, 2, 3 Grind Lyrics by Lloyd Banks Ft. Prodigy
wordplay in the worst way,
earthquake, niggas is shook ash in my purp tray,
20's on benz day, lincoln on furs day,
highday, for beamers leaving out the driveway,
cheeba got my mind grey, dinner bottle entree,
cooler then a cooler, armed like a padre,
ya baby momma dream about the god,
i let her hit the button fingers startin up the car,
style when i sleep, snicker when i hit the street,
green pilin up body builder when i lift the b,
my weed sour my bitches sweet,
marine style but my shit discrete,
watch me make the flip repeat,
i don’t trick or treat, but so halloween,
michael myers with the fire trip holla scream,
i gotta lotta cream, and a solid team,
it’s like i’m playin solitare,
i don’t see a challenge here, yeaaah
chorus
money movin on the dime,
ready 1...2...3 grind,
niggas better give me mine,
about my funds, top down,
ready for the shine,
gettin to it so inline,
i’m influenced by the gold,
couldn’t do it if i tried,
i’m get me every time,
ready 1...2...3...grind!
i know is rude that you follow them tools
i terminate the least ..then i spit like a 38 all around the world
price fucking with .. get your bitch on the line
gonna take advantage this opportunity time
come on .. you never in your life mine
this is grand theft just a .. crime in my parade
..you in my shine .. like spaghetti ..clap a nigger real quick
like 1 2 3 they will be dropping like ..show you how to die
this career is suicide ..fuck you on your mind fuck you on your .. brains
you wish death you …beautiful flesh
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chorus
money movin on the dime,
ready 1...2...3 grind,
niggas better give me mine,
about my funds, top down,
ready for the shine,
gettin to it so inline,
i’m influenced by the gold,
couldn’t do it if i tried,
i’m get me every time,
ready 1...2...3...grind!
