Grand Hang Out Lyrics

Grand Hang Out lyrics

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin'

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out



Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon

Hey yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hoppin' out the thang

Ice drippin' wet like I just hopped up out the rain

My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame

Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game

My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King

A Midwest rider like my dirty Jesse James

The C E O of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes

Mean muggin' all you niggaz like I hopped up out your dame



I'm like uh-oh, there he go-oh

A hundred and twenty up natural bridge in that mo-mo

Slippin' and slidin', look how he ridin' pass the ho-ho

He blazin' that fire behind the niggas, they don't know-oh

Whoo! I'm really thinkin' of changin' my name to Krispy Kreme

I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean

I'm paper chasin', chasin' the paper, you chasin' dreams

My money gettin' stronger like it's takin' Creatine



I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin'

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out



My pockets like Wyclef Jean, the Fugees

We them locksmith boys, we keep a few keys

Caterpillar pimp, that butterfly whores

Lamborghini spreewells, butterfly doors

Somethin' like Mcdonalds when I move in packs

Quarter-Pound, supersized bullets and big macs

House longer than I-70, arise ten stories

And I still rob niggaz, just like Horry



Everybody hate on young true boy

'Cause they know that the nigga on fire, fire, fire, fire

Rap phenomenon, soon as the album drop

Artists don't eat like the month of Ramadan

Dirty this, dirty that, guess I'm a dirty cat

Sellin' niggaz some chickens, rob 'em get the birdies back

Plumber of the game that flood the state

In a stretch phantom, with more windows than Bill Gates



I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin'

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out



Yeah, they lease and we buy 'em, we peace and they crime

They dyin' 'cause we street, keep heat and keep firin'

Do y'all know, top of the world's my motto

Anna Kournikova, yeah baby girl's my model

All I wanted in life was to be a soldier

Now you can find me with chicks just doin' yoga

Meditation that Marley, the hydraulicals

You heard big, go check the brown, they might hire you



High definition to any form of telecast

Me and young dirty got plenty hoes and hella cash

All I need is a minute to shatter your dreams

And we about to sell more than Avril Lavigne

And all I do is rep the hood, where the jugs be

Can't help it if the folks at M TV love me

Y'all see the T S we shinin', come to the B X we grindin'

Y'all wanna be us keep tryin', we buyin', he's lyin'



I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin'

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out



We like fuck that, I need a stack

And like forty-nine to go with that

I'm quick to tell a hoe her flow is wack

The type to cop the Jersey, throw it back

See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out"

Since he frontin' like it's nothin', let a grand hang out

Fuck a handout, I been gettin' what since way back then?

Can't wait to see they faces when I drop the Maybach



You lyin', you claim you buyin' but you rentin' and leasin'

If you pimpin' and niggaz spendin', where's the paper you seein'?

Stop stallin', I'm ballin', call me Sheryl Swoops

Can't stand the backseat driver, that's why I cop the Coupe

Yeah, I been testin' law with the darkest tints

So explicit, valet had to tip to park the shit

I'm like a, block away and the whip be startin'

Oh God, it's Remy Martin



I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin'

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out



I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin'

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out