Grits

[Intro]
We are gunna play the cut right now
And it's gunna be a very very big hit...
[Chorus: Grits]
He feel it - she feel it - we feel it (hey!)
So round and round we go
He feel it - she feel it - we feel it
Aaaah here we go
He gon' get up - she gon' get up - we gon' get up
Lockin' down the joint 'til the playa haters shut up
Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks
Imitate but can't get it
Aaaah here we go
[Verse: Coffee]
My brain pattern skip a jiggawatt
No more room in the pan i cook up rhymes in a bigger pot
On a roll, what you figure got
Tricks up my sleeve you wont believe
My story weave to a thicker plot
Words leep off pages hop on stages
We crazy need to be locked in cages
Raah you feel it
Yeah I'm light skinned vanilla
Comin' at ya like a pack of gorillas
Whole planet gone ape
Understand from afar Nashville to the Lone Star State
Relate indicator instilled in me by men greater
This is where you belong strong you gon' be great
Flaunt clout with a scream and a shout cast out doubt
Fast like a gun blast drawn out
The sounds in leaps and bounds flush out clowns creeps and hounds
Foxes and wolves in sheeps gowns
[Chorus]
[Verse: Bonafide]
I was born in the cold
Moved to the heat
Got used to the flame