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Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill Uh, uh Add the whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold Yo we 'bout to start a epidemic wit this one Y'all know what this is, So So Def (uh, uh, uh, uh) Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (uh huh) All invisible set in little ice cube blocks If I could call it a drink, call it a smile on the rocks If I could call out a price, let's say I call out a lot I got like platinum and white gold, traditional gold (c'mon) I'm changing girlls every day, like Jay change clothes I might be grilled out nicely (oh) in my white tee (oh) Or on South Beach (oh) in my wife B VVS studded, you can tell when they cut it You see my grandmama hate it, but my lil' mama love it 'Cause when I Open up ya mouth, ya grill gleamin' (gleamin') (say what?) Eyes stay low from the cheifin' (cheifin') I got a grill they call, "Penny Candy", you know what that means? It look like Now and Laters, gum drops, jellybeans I wouldn't leave you for nothing only a crazy man would So if you catch me in your city, somewhere out in your hood (uh, uh) Just say Smile for me daddy What you looking at? Let me see ya grill Let you see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill, she said Smile for me daddy What you looking at? I want to see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamonds and the bottom rose gold What it do baby? (Uh) It's the ice man Paul Wall (yeah) I got my mouth looking something like a disco ball (yeah) I got the diamonds and the ice all hand set I might cause a cold front if I take a deep breath (already) My teeth gleaming like I'm chewing on aluminum foil Smiling, showing off my diamonds sipping on some potent oil (baby) I put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill Twenty carats, thirty stacks let 'em know I'm so for real (for real) My motivation is from thirty pointers, VVS The frontage in my mouth piece simply symbolize success (that's right) I got the wrist wear and neck wear that's captivating (what?) But it's what smile that's got these onlookers spectating (uh) My mouth piece simply certified a total package Open up my mouth and you see more carats than a salad (c'mon) My teeth are mind blowing, giving everybody chills Call me George Foreman 'cause I'm selling everybody grills Smile for me daddy What you looking at? Let me see ya grill Let you see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill, she said Smile for me daddy What you looking at? I want to see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamonds and the bottom rose gold (Kinfolk come on) Gipp got them yellows, got them purples, got them reds (hey) Lights gon' hit and make you woozy in your head (hey) You can catch me in my Too $hort drop Mouth got colors like a Fruit Loop box (c'mon) Yeah, it's what it do, in the Lou' Ice grill, country grammar Where the hustlers move bricks And the gangsters bang hammers Where I got 'em you can spot 'em On the top and the bottom Got a bill in my mouth like I'm Hillary Rodham I ain't dissing nobody but let's bring it to the light Gipp was the first with my mouth bright white (that's right) These hoes can't focus 'cause they eyesight blurry Tipping on some 4's you can see my mouth jewelry I got four different sets, it's a fabulous thang One white, one yellow, like Fabolous chain And the other set the same, got my name in the mold Add a whole top diamonds and the bottom rose gold (c'mon) Smile for me daddy What you looking at? Let me see ya grill Let you see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill, she said Smile for me daddy What you looking at? I want to see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold Boy, how you get grill that way? (Huh?) And how much did you pay Every time I see you The first thing I'm wan' say hey Smile for me daddy What you looking at? Let me see ya grill Let you see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill, she said Smile for me daddy What you looking at? I want to see your grill You wanna see my what? Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill Add a whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold

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