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Grateful Video (MV)




Performed By: 1800 Pooder
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Mor’Kel Lott
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1800 Pooder - Grateful Lyrics
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I'm so yeah
I'm so grateful for what I got nigga
Like I'm for real nigga
Just don't switch up nigga
Niggas really pussy man they need to get a grip
I've been outside by my lonely them same niggas won't slide for shit
Man you shootin at them cribs like them kids can dodge a hit
Can't walk your mans down but steady sayin you facing shit
Shit's so f*cked up but I'ma keep on spinning back to back
Can't wait to see that nigga swear to God I'ma get him whacked
You niggas be slow pace that's why yo pockets looking flat
Man you say you catching who? I'm outside like where you at?
Can't call me your brother I ain't your brother nor your twin
Niggas snakes I can't be around no shit that ain't got legs
I'ma charge one of you niggas if you ever speak again
Put a bag on top of your head like I'm finna do the Benz
Tryna pop out buss down Patek
Or should I get a Cuban
All this water on my neck I'm in the ocean diving in
Finna pass the swim test
Can't throw the towel in I'ma spin till he stretch
Talking to the dog on my hip like Johnny Test
You niggas really bitches always settling for less
How you spin? And He ain't stretch you better spin till he catch
Bitches hating on me now watch when I cop a Vette
V12 in the back
I'm so grateful for what I got
Was broken down bad I had holes in all my socks
Came from sharing clothes with my brother and my pops
Now I got a lot of green cause the fiends love to rock
12 tryna find a spot bet not give they ass the drop
If you do then I'ma show your ass where the clock
I'm snitch K so if you snitching then you getting popped
Ain't got no pape so why you call my phone tryna shop
Can't relate
If you ain't got no guap
If you ain't got no guap
If you ain't got no nots
Better spin till he drop
Spin till he drop
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
Niggas really pussy man they need to get a grip
I've been outside by my lonely them same niggas won't slide for shit
Man you shootin at them cribs like them kids can dodge a hit
Can't walk your mans down but steady sayin you facing shit
Shit's so f*cked up but I'ma keep on spinning back to back
Can't wait to see that nigga swear to God I'ma get him whacked
You niggas be slow pace that's why yo pockets looking flat
Man you say you catching who? I'm outside like where you at? Like where you at?
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
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English

I'm so yeah
I'm so grateful for what I got nigga
Like I'm for real nigga
Just don't switch up nigga
Niggas really pussy man they need to get a grip
I've been outside by my lonely them same niggas won't slide for shit
Man you shootin at them cribs like them kids can dodge a hit
Can't walk your mans down but steady sayin you facing shit
Shit's so f*cked up but I'ma keep on spinning back to back
Can't wait to see that nigga swear to God I'ma get him whacked
You niggas be slow pace that's why yo pockets looking flat
Man you say you catching who? I'm outside like where you at?
Can't call me your brother I ain't your brother nor your twin
Niggas snakes I can't be around no shit that ain't got legs
I'ma charge one of you niggas if you ever speak again
Put a bag on top of your head like I'm finna do the Benz
Tryna pop out buss down Patek
Or should I get a Cuban
All this water on my neck I'm in the ocean diving in
Finna pass the swim test
Can't throw the towel in I'ma spin till he stretch
Talking to the dog on my hip like Johnny Test
You niggas really bitches always settling for less
How you spin? And He ain't stretch you better spin till he catch
Bitches hating on me now watch when I cop a Vette
V12 in the back
I'm so grateful for what I got
Was broken down bad I had holes in all my socks
Came from sharing clothes with my brother and my pops
Now I got a lot of green cause the fiends love to rock
12 tryna find a spot bet not give they ass the drop
If you do then I'ma show your ass where the clock
I'm snitch K so if you snitching then you getting popped
Ain't got no pape so why you call my phone tryna shop
Can't relate
If you ain't got no guap
If you ain't got no guap
If you ain't got no nots
Better spin till he drop
Spin till he drop
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
Niggas really pussy man they need to get a grip
I've been outside by my lonely them same niggas won't slide for shit
Man you shootin at them cribs like them kids can dodge a hit
Can't walk your mans down but steady sayin you facing shit
Shit's so f*cked up but I'ma keep on spinning back to back
Can't wait to see that nigga swear to God I'ma get him whacked
You niggas be slow pace that's why yo pockets looking flat
Man you say you catching who? I'm outside like where you at? Like where you at?
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
We outside like where you at
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Writer: Mor’Kel Lott
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