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Grip Inc. - Lynch & Ellis lyrics
[Verse 1]
 Let me tell you how cool I am rolling in my label van, I'm the man
 I'm The One oh yes I am, cool
 Threw a curve ball on you fools
 Zapped all your energy, hate and jealous tools, then I rule
 The spot I'll rap about in the next few bars
 Is the same spot I got more than just a few scars
 And bumps and bruises then learned lessons 'bout life cuz I'm constantly choosing
 [Chorus]
 Over there on Lynch & Ellis (repeat x 4)
 [Verse 2]
 And we, ducked corners and ran from JPD
 And since I was the fastest runner they always wondered where JP be
 I be gone, like Marion Jones, ain't waiting on no questioning
 Jumping fences like we equestrian
 G.A.C. the code, get away clean every time that's how me and my niggaz rolled
 You need a bra for a camaro? Yeah I got that
 You need an Alpine by Saturday? I can knock that
 Ask ya' boy, He know da' rat gone sneak
 I be done swiped ya' whole system while you in there sleep
 Then part out the booty with my bandits who helped
 Then we sippin' on that yac plotting on who up next
 (And um...)If we ain't friends, then you toppin' the list
 And if the call is made, you gone un-ass the gifts
 And I'm sorry if you thankin' I'm just bold and rude
 You can blame it on my Jacktown attitude; I got it fromGrip Inc. - Lynch & Ellis - http://motolyrics.com/grip-inc/lynch-and-ellis-lyrics.html
 [Chorus]
 Over there on Lynch & Ellis (repeat x 4)
 [Verse 3]
 Now hold ya' pimp cups up and let's toast to the game
 Mississippi coming up we doing major thangs
 I'm seeing the world through trillionaire thoughts
 I want a billionaire's house with a million big rotts
 To guard my sanctuary, don't get it twisted though
 I'm still dirt down enough to make you come up missing hoe
 So just listen, all I'm doing is just spittin'
 I ain't looking for no trouble mayne, I'm looking for the kitten
 Giving back so it's love what I'm getting
 You thought I was bullshitting and now I'm the fool trippin'
 Rollin'..lil heavy Chevy like them boyz say
 And we riding all day and (cough) on hay
 And sippin' hypnotiq with the Hennessey
 Kicking mo' game than Janakowski
 Staying focused cuz its plain to see
 And I ain't got nothing to lose so I aim to please
 And my aim stick to ya' like mange and fleas
 Spittin' flames on the mic like you can't believe
 From Ripley to moss point and everything in between
 Reppin' Jack on the map, puttin' my block on the scene and I'm from
 [Chorus]
 Over there on Lynch & Ellis (repeat x 6)








