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ALL N MY GRILL



Don't explain, you never change
Same old thang, same old games
You say you want to be with me
Well show me my ring
Baby let me think,
I've been in the cold
Story untold, I'm about to unfold
How do you expect me
To ever believe you want to be with me?

Why you all in my grill (Why you are yeaheah
Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my biiiiiiills)
Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy...)
Cause a chick gotta live (Chick gotta live I've got to live)

Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
Tell it to her, don't say it to me
Cause I know, I'm in control
See tricks are for kids, an boo I'm too old
Go ahead, with your games
Don't never come back to me again
Where you go, remember me,
I'm the best thang, in history

Why you all in my grill (Whyyyyy, whyyyy, whyyyyyy)
Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my biiiiiiills)
Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy...)
Cause a chick gotta live (Chick gotta live Ouyeaheaheah)

Third time (third time)
I moved you in, took you back in my life
(I was a fool)
I don't know what's wrong with me
Third time (third time)
I moved you in, took you back in my life (Uuuuu yeahhh)
Why you all in my grill (why you all in my grillllll)
Can you pay my bills (can you pay my biiiils)
Let me know if you will (Let me know if you wiiiill)
Cause a chick gotta live
(Uuh) Why you all in my grill (whyyyyyy uuuuuuh uuhh)
Can you pay my bills (uuuh uuh uuh uuuh pay my bills)
Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know, baby, baby)
Cause a chick gotta live (Chick got' live I've got to liiive)

If you want me, wher's my dough
Give me money, buy me clothes
No need for talking, have my dough
Where's my money, where's my dough
If you want me, wher's my dough
Give me money, buy me clothes
No need for talking, have my dough
Where's my money, where's my dough

[Rap Big Boi (Outkast)]:
Why you all in my grill, I'm thinkin its time to chill,
But you want to drill 'do,
Couldn't even step out of the baby blue Bonneville,
Cause you're tryin' to kill my ho, my girlfriend,
People around me is tellin' me that you a stalker,
Like Darth Vador, chasing Skywalker,
I told you I was a street talker, it ain't my fault,
You ain't get'in your Victoria Secrets and your Fredricks,
You went to the mall about a story, I took you to Cedricks,
To entertain you, give you to the gee, and never claim you,
Me and Missy we straight piss'in, oh!
Yeah, an we puff'in on one of those them thang too,
You blam'in who, you name'in who,
I know you ain't bring'in that lame crew
Big Boi, daddy of them phat sacks,
Chief petty boi of the same boot,
I'm backed by the Dongen family,
So you go ahead with all that stabb'in me,
Because I will jab thee, an slam thee,
An bobby bousha your ass gee, yeah... yeah...


Langue : Anglais
Genre : RnB
Interprete : missy elliott

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