Lyrics Grillz (Dirty) - Big Gipp , Ali , Paul Wall
Rob
the
jewelry
store
and
tell
'em
make
me
a
grill
Uh
Uh
Add
a
whole
top
diamond
and
the
bottom
row's
gold
(yo)
We
'bout
to
start
a
epidemic
with
this
one
Y'all
know
what
this
is,
So
So
Def
Got
30
down
at
the
bottom,
30
more
at
the
top
All
invisible
set
in
little
ice
cube
blocks
If
I
could
call
it
a
drink,
call
it
a
smile
on
the
rocks
If
I
could
call
out
a
price,
let's
say
I
call
out
a
lot
I
got
like
platinum
and
white
rose,
traditional
gold
I'm
changing
grills
e'ryday,
like
Jay
change
clothes
I
might
be
grilled
out
nicely
(oh),
in
my
white
tee
(oh)
Or
on
South
Beach
(oh),
in
my
wife
beat
VVS
studded,
you
can
tell
when
they
cut
it
You
see
my
grandmama
hate
it,
but
my
lil'
mama
love
it
'Cause
when
I
(open
up
ya
mouth,
ya
grill
gleamin'),
say
what?
(Eyes
stay
low
from
the
chiefin')
chiefin'
I
got
a
grill
they
call
Penny
Candy,
you
know
what
that
means
It
look
like
Now
and
Laters,
gum
drops,
jelly
beans
I
wouldn't
leave
it
for
nothing
only
a
crazy
man
would
So
if
you
catch
me
in
your
city,
somewhere
out
in
your
hood,
just
say
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
Let
me
see
ya
grill
(let
me
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Rob
the
jewelry
store
and
tell
'em
to
make
me
a
grill,
she
said
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
I
wanna
see
your
grill
(you
wanna
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Add
a
whole
top
diamond
and
the
bottom
row's
gold
What
it
do,
baby?
It's
the
Ice
Man,
Paul
Wall
(yeah)
I
got
my
mouth
lookin'
somethin'
like
a
disco
ball
(yeah)
I
got
the
diamonds
and
the
ice
all
hand
set
I
might
cause
a
cold
front
if
I
take
a
deep
breath
(already)
My
teeth
gleamin'
like
I'm
chewin'
on
aluminum
foil
Smiling
showing
off
my
diamonds
sippin'
on
some
potent
oil
I
put
my
money
where
my
mouth
is
and
bought
a
grill
20
carats,
30
stacks,
let
'em
know
I'm
so
for
real
(for
real)
My
motivation
is
them
30
pointers,
VVS
The
frontage
in
my
mouth
piece
simply
symbolize
success
(that's
right)
I
got
the
wrist
wear
and
neck
wear
that's
captivatin'
(what?)
But
it's
my
smile
that's
got
these
onlookers
spectatin'
(hah)
My
mouth
piece
simply
certified
a
total
package
Open
up
my
mouth
and
you
see
more
carrots
than
a
salad
(come
on,
man)
My
teeth
are
mind
blowing
giving
everybody
chills
Call
me
George
Foreman
'cause
I'm
selling
everybody
grillz
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
Let
me
see
ya
grill
(let
you
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Rob
the
jewelry
store
and
tell
'em
to
make
me
a
grill,
she
said
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
I
wanna
see
your
grill
(you
wanna
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Add
a
whole
top
diamond
and
the
bottom
row's
gold
(kinfolk,
come
on)
Gipp
got
dem
yellows,
got
them
purples,
got
them
reds
(hey)
Lights
gon'
'head
and
make
you
woozy
in
ya
head
(hey)
You
can
catch
me
in
my
Too
$hort
drop
Mouth
got
colors
like
a
Fruit
Loop
box
It's
what
it
do,
in
the
Lou',
ice
grill,
country
grammar
Where
the
hustlers
move
bricks
and
the
gangsters
bang
hammers
Where
I
got
'em,
you
can
spot
'em
on
the
top
and
the
bottom
Got
a
bill
in
my
mouth
like
I'm
Hillary
Rodham
I
ain't
dissin'
nobody,
but
let's
bring
it
to
the
light
Gipp
was
the
first
with
my
mouth
bright
white
(that's
right)
These
hoes
can't
focus
'cause
they
eyesight
blurry
Tippin'
on
some
4's,
you
can
see
my
mouth
jewelry
I
got
four
different
sets,
it's
a
fabulous
thang
One
white,
one
yellow,
like
Fabolous
chain
And
the
other
set
the
same,
got
my
name
in
the
mold
Add
a
whole
top
diamond
and
the
bottom
rose
gold
(come
on)
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
Let
me
see
ya
grill
(let
you
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Rob
the
jewelry
store
and
tell
'em
to
make
me
a
grill,
she
said
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
I
wanna
see
your
grill
(you
wanna
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Add
a
whole
top
diamond
and
the
bottom
row's
gold
(sing
to
me)
Boy,
how'd
you
get
grill
that
way?
And
how
much
did
you
pay?
Every
time
I
see
you,
the
first
thing
I
wan'
say,
hey
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
Let
me
see
ya
grill
(let
me
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Rob
the
jewelry
store
and
tell
'em
to
make
me
a
grill,
she
said
Smile
for
me,
daddy
(what
you
lookin'
at?)
I
wanna
see
your
grill
(you
wanna
see
my
what?)
Ya,
ya
grill,
ya,
ya,
ya
grill
Add
a
whole
top
diamond
and
the
bottom
row's
gold
(come
on)
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