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    Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill
    Add the whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold

    Yo we bout to start a epidemic wit this one
    Y'all know what this is, So So Def

    Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top
    All invisible set with little ice cube blocks
    If I could call it a drink, call it a smile on the rocks
    If I could call out a price, let's say I call out a lot
    I got like platinum and white gold, traditional gold
    I'm changing girlls everyday, like Jay change clothes
    I might be grilled out nicely (oh) In my white tee (oh)
    Or on South Beach (oh) in my wife B
    Vvs studded, you can tell when they cut it
    You see my grandmama hate it, but my lil' mama love it
    Cause when I

    Open up ya mouth, ya grill gleamin' (say what)
    Eyes stay low from the cheifin' (cheifin')

    I got a grill they call penny candy, you know what that means
    It look like Now and Laters, gum drops, jelly beans
    I wouldn't leave it for nothing only a crazy man would
    So if you catch me in your city, somewhere out in your hood
    Just say

    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    Let me see ya grill
    (Let me see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill)
    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    I want to see your grill
    (You wanna see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Had a whole top diamonds and the bottom rows gold)

    What it do baby
    Its the ice man Paul Wall
    I got my mouth looking something like a disco ball
    I got the diamonds and the ice all hand set
    I might cause a cold front if I take a deep breath
    My teeth gleaming like I'm chewing on aluminum foil
    Smiling showing off my diamonds sipping on some potent oil
    I put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill
    Twenty carats thirty stacks let 'em know I'm so for real
    My motivation is from thirty pointers, Vvs
    The furniture my mouth piece simply symbolize success
    I got the wrist wear and neck wear that's captivating
    But its what smile that's got these onlookers spectating
    My mouth piece simply certified a total package
    Open up my mouth and you see more carrots than a salad
    My teeth are mind blowing giving everybody chills
    Call me George Foreman cause I'm selling everybody grills

    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    Let me see ya grill
    (Let me see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill)
    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    I want to see your grill
    (You wanna see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Had a whole top diamonds and the bottom rows gold)

    Gipp got them yellows, got them purples, got them reds
    Lights gon' hit and make you woozy in your head
    You can catch me in my 2 short drop
    Mouth got colors like a Fruit Loop box

    It's what it do, in the Lou'
    Ice grill, country grammar
    Where the hustlers move bricks
    And the gangsters bang hammers
    Where I got 'em you can spot 'em
    On the top, on the bottom
    Gotta bill in my mouth like I'm Hillary Rodham

    I ain't dissing nobody but lets bring it to the light
    Gipp was the first with my mouth bright white
    Yeah these hoes can't focus cause they eyesight blurry
    Tipping on some 4's you can see my mouth jewelry

    I got four different sets its a fabulous thang
    One white, one yellow, like Fabolous chain
    And the other set the same got my name in the mold
    (Had a whole top diamonds and the bottom row's gold)

    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    Let me see ya grill
    (Let me see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill)
    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    I want to see your grill
    (You wanna see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Had a whole top diamonds and the bottom rows gold)

    Boy, how you get grill that way
    And how much did you pay
    Every time I see you
    Tha first thing I'm gon' say hey

    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    Let me see ya grill
    (Let me see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill)
    Smile for me daddy
    (What you looking at)
    I want to see your grill
    (You wanna see my what)
    Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
    (Had a whole top diamonds and the bottom rows gold)

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