Artist: Chris Webby f/ Sam Davies, Tim Gallo Album: The White Noise LP (Mixtape) Song: Grindin' Typed by: AZ Lyrics Yeah I love girls What's the matter with that? And they like me back As a matter of fact See I'm at the bar Grabbing a drink Give 'em a wink If she smiles I'll be over there quick as an eye blinks And I think you lookin' real sexy, yo If you wanna hit the dance floor Let me know I'm already thinkin' about hittin' it Or licking it like licorice Wishin' the perfect image It change up the sun into me Your style Girl I'm diggin' it She stay fly And if she got the fresh kicks on I gotta say hi I be Highly Skilled with the rhythm Don't try me Step up in the club No I.D Like I don't give a fuck That I'm 19 Find me at the bar doin' work Lookin' for the girl here with the shortest skirt Now go back forth Right left Pull it Push till you're running out of breathe With me Stay grindin' on the dance floor Stay grindin' on the dance floor Back forth Left right Grab it Tongue goin' at it all night With me Stay grindin' on the dance floor Stay grindin' on the dance floor Screamin' Ay Bay Bay In the club So make way Just had a pay day Ya need vajayjay Okay? Now y'all ain't ready for this Girl so just stop Take a break real quick Not smoother Slick But my game's still sick I'll make Tila Tequila stick to the dick Listen to this; Hip-hop song soon as I enter For stop on the list To the closest bartender Checkin' on the list As to find me a chick After I sing right out my peoples And drank a bit Taking shot after shot after shot after shot If I got money Then why not? I got lyrics And rhyme hot I got the hottest bitches on campus on my- What? 'Cause it's all about the sex man Just jump on the dance floor And grind like an X-Game Now go back forth Right left Pull it Push till you're running out of breathe With me Stay grindin' on the dance floor Stay grindin' on the dance floor Back forth Left right Grab it Tongue goin' at it all night With me Stay grindin' on the dance floor Stay grindin' on the dance floor One time And two steppin' I'm two steppin' I rhyme with perfection I grind with aggression I'm from behind On the side in resection Got it on her mind But the grind's my profession If she get blogded Cup a wine for refreshment On the dance floor Tryin' to find a contestant So try to find a contestant What a shame Even if you're fine You're a freshman Three of four options Never nothing less than Dimes do it Never find my dimension No Eights and nines And two or three sevens And if you line 'em up It's booty meet heaven A couple shots here and there Feeling invincible Mami over there And her friend's irrisistible I scored 3 And called it the hattrick The transition from the dance floor To my mattress Just grind with me Yeah, grind with me Yeah Drop it to the floor Girl, grind with me Just grind with me C'mon and grind with me If you hustle on my rocket And you grind with me Now, grind with me C'mon and grind with me My sexy women and the bar Just grind with me Now grind with me Get on your grind with me Who can grind with me? Now baby grind with me Yeah I'm feelin' good Stay on that grind, baby But you got a bag full of dubs in your pocket And a fat ass baggin' all up on your shit Stay grindin' Holla