Grind Dat sh*t lyrics

[Verse 1: Turk]
Grind that sh*t like [?]
No sleep till I read my [?]
A hot ass summer, bout to be a cold ass winter
So I can't take no loss
I'll eat good, I'm starving
Yeah n*gga starving like Marvin
Imma grind like a stropper, but I never been a stripper
[?]
Gotta go and get it, n*gga by all means
Comisary is necessary, all I want is green
[?]
Give me steak and that lobster
With a lotta b*tches no [?]
I ain't ever been no impostor
I don't fold up [?]
n*gga I set trends
My pockets full of dead presidents, call them dead ends
Donald Trump or Hilerey, don't really care who wins
I'm grinding hard for mine, n*gga [?]

[Chorus: Turk]
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[Verse 2: Emani the Made Woman]
Grind that sh*t like [?]
Made b*tch don't give no f*cks
Walk in the hood like "what's up?"
[?] in this b*tch, can't catch up
Made Woman [?]
Money stacked up, bout 4 G's
Run all night [?]
Told my team we gon eat
I like that b*tch, no homo
b*tch that money rain a storm
Make the club jump like a pogo
And just so you know [?]
I grind grind grind
All the time time time
You ask me how I'm doing, just fine
[?]
Money in the bank, money in the safe
Show you to the bread, the other way
If you a lame n*gga, get no play
Stretch pants, n*ggas be so gay
Feel so strong, muscles
These b*tches soft like custard
Grind like a n*gga, I hustle
Both of these hoes, don't trust them
[Chorus: Turk]
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