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If you like what you see, make a movie Get ya grind on, playa haters, always lose It’s about fun, gettin money, layin in the cut We everything you need, now what’s up [ras kass] It’s the nigga you love to hate, ’98 Now how much cheese can one black nigga take Convertible jag xk8 wit customized plates Playmates jumpin out my birthday cake See we be on one, so raise the roof Or we gon tear the club up, hosin daisy dukes I made you lose, orange juice mixed wit indo I be doin my thug dizzo, that’s for shizzo C arson baby, born and raised Back in the kay kays, when we was babies Now, I get around like a circle Squeezin on ya lady fat ass like a girdle Latino cute, she was built somethin fierce 21, had a tongue and a bellybutton pierced Playa, I think your wifey wanna politely bite me Play marv albert, but that hurt boo, blow lightly [chorus: ras kass (bad azz)] And all the ladies say (get your grind on, just get your grind on) And all the hustlers say (get your grind on, just get your grind on) And everybody say (get your grind on, just get your grind on) And all the niggas say (get your grind on, just get your grind on) [ras kass] Let’s take you back to the basics I smack a rapper’s ass like a dominatrix Life is cruel, faces and misdemeanor cases More chedda, the more better Family trunk tight, Wit my grandma dressin all you chickens on fight night I’m flossin in vegas, like dream come true Whippin a ’98 cream, v1-2 Of course, you be seein me in one two Or me, three, lazer cut key boo, one on peach tree One on crenshaw, one on one-two fifth Walkin in a b-boy stance, holdin my dick I’m sick, flippin scripts like nixel plicks on chicks If they ridin on my navy, like fleas and tits You need to just, catch us in the club Tear drunk minimum, freak ’em from the back, then I’m bendin ’em And it don’t stop, til the fat lady sing But where roseanne barr at any way? knowhatimean? [chorus] [hook] [ras kass] A material girl in a material world Read her lips from ’cross the crowd, she said give me your world But you can have a piece of my love tonight I gets my swerve on like d.u.i. True lies between two thighs, no shame in my game Tryin to take over the world like pinky and the brain Gotta get a lotta c.h.i.p.s. like eric estrada And gotta get a lotta hits like a fly swatter Kick it to up scale hoochies, the one who wear a thousand dollar dress And still got five on it stress Don’t get it twisted, why you over there lookin at me If you ain’t comin home tonight, let’s get it on tonight Blame it on the alize, moet, the chronic, the mic and strobe lights Yeah, I’m knowin, that’s why women keep they panty lines showin Grindin, and grindin, and grindin [chorus]  More Ras Kass Song Lyrics
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