paroles de chanson GRIND SEASON - Full Trip

Twano Got The Recipe
Aye
Tell me can you keep a secret
Lately I been stackin all my paper
Grind season
Aye
Baby can you keep a secret
You ain't gotta tell em
Let me hold you for the weekend
Aye
Tell me can you keep a secret
Lately I been stackin all my paper
Grind season
Aye
Baby can you keep a secret
You ain't gotta tell em
Let me hold you for the weekend

Tried to stay but I can't hold on
I can't fuck wit you no mo ore
Tried to stay but I can't hold on
I can't fuck wit you no mo ore
Sheesh
I got paper in the console
Ridin thru the bity
With that turn into
A John Doe
All about my green
Need my paper
Call me rondo
Told me I could get it
Let me have it at her condo
And I'm on 10
Took my L's
To the chin
Never paid a hater
All ever did was grin
Put me in position
Get a switch and imma spin
Wish I had a dollar
For em Ridin to the end
Heard they takin pictures
They ain't let me show my teeth
Bitches on my line
Asking me if we could eat
Don't be wasting time
Let me know if you a freak
Pussy money weed
I could roll it on the hood

Aye
Tell me can you keep a secret
Lately I been stackin all my paper
Grind season
Baby can you keep a secret
You ain't gotta tell em
Let me hold you for the weekend
Aye
Tell me can you keep a secret
Lately I been stackin all my paper
Grind season
Baby can you keep a secret
You ain't gotta tell em
Let me hold you for the weekend

Tried to stay but I can't hold on
I can't fuck with you no mo-ore
Tried to stay but I can't hold on
I can't fuck wit you no mo-ore