"Giving Her The Grind" lyrics

[Sean Paul:]
'Longside Sean da P, yup, ayy
She want a real, empty, yuh go

'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind

[Nelly:]
I just got a late text, stopping you the late text
Practicing on your safe sex world
Plus shorty gotta mean back, fiendin', please believe that
A minute since I see that girl
Bow-legged and she wanna see them apple bottom on them
And I can hardly wait so long
Text messages and e-mails, leavin' little voice mails
She shared every of my phones
(I say) Come over
(Hey) Come over
I'm doing a hundred miles and hour shorty bringin' alone
Matter fact, hang up the phone, open the door, hey

[Sean Paul:]
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind

It's SP, di girl dem over easy
Dem seek flashback wid di PhD
Oh, [?], and girl
Well, yuh done know, girl, I give you to di end
I'll be your friend, I know yuh coming back again
A weh mi go suh 'cah mi ca-ca-caught it up, operate inna yuh body
Baby, you know that I got my routine
You my queen
My glove fit 'cause you know that I be grateful
A mi knife well steam up an' clean, girl, how you mean?
Sexy money need a sexy machine
Sean da P real everyday 'pon di scene, up inna yuh split
They come knockin', now they see di red line rocket
They better remember not to operate in

'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind

[Nelly:]
Yeah, ayo, shorty call me nigga, lookin' for that nigga
Know I got that goodie, tell me, run them red lights
Now a nigga speedin' in that four-door Porsche
She like, "You got young money, come and make my bed right"
I'm like, "Okay, momma, long as you don't let the hit start"
She like, "Okay, city baby, I'ma keep the head right
I know you the man, baby, you don't let the bread start
I'ma be your stage mama, you can leave my head part"
Told her spread her legs, bangin' on that headboard
I'ma bang it harder, mama, they gon' hear us next door
Sippin' on that freaky Moscato
Now I got all of her friends really wantin' me, my god

[Sean Paul:]
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mind, mind, mind, mind