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Giving Her The Grind (Ft. Sean Paul)[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 |