All N My Grill [Featuring Big Boi] (Amended Version)歌词

作词 : Big Boi/Timbaland/Missy Elliott
作曲 : Big Boi/Timbaland/Missy Elliott
Don't explain you never change
Same old thing same old game
Say ya want to be wit' me
But show me my ring
Baby let me think
I been in the cold

The story untold about to unfold

How do you expect me
To ever believe you won't be wit' me
Why you all in my grill
Why you all in
Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my bills

Let me know if you will
Let me know know
Cuz a chick gotta live
A chick like me I got to live

Talk is talk and talk is cheap
Tell it to her don't say it to me

Cuz I know I'm in control See tricks are for kids
And boo I'm too old
Go 'head with your games
Don't ever come back to me again
Where you go remember me
I'm the best thing in history
Why you all in my grill
Why why why
Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my bills

Let me know if you will
Let me know boy boy
Cuz a chick gotta live
A chick got to live ooh yeah

Third time
Third time
I moved you in took you back
In my life
I was a fool
I don't know what's wrong with me
Third time
Third time
I moved you in took you back in my life

Oh yeah yeah
Why you all in my grill
All in my grill

Can you pay my bills
Can you pay my bills yeah
Let me know if you will
Let me know if you will

Cuz a chick gotta live
(oh yeah)

Why you all in my grill

Can you pay my bills

Ooh pay my bills
Let me know if you will
Let me know let me know baby baby
Cuz a chick gotta live
A chick like me I got to live
If you want me where's my dough
Give me money buy me clothes
No need for talking have my dough
Where's my money Where's my clothes
If you want me where's my dough
Give me money buy me clothes
No need for talking have my dough
Where's my money Where's my clothes
Aight uh
Why you all in my grill
I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
Yeah but you on a drill though
I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
Cuz you be tryin' to kill my hoe my girlfriend
And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker
I told you I was the street talker
It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's
And your Frederick's
You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
But instead I took you to Cedrick's to entertain you
To give you to the "G" and never claim you
Me and Missy we get it straight pissin'
Oh yeah we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who You namin' who
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi they the phat sacks
She pretty D all they same boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
Cuz I will jab thee and slam thee
And Bobby Boochet yo' a** G
Yeah yeah