Grind On Me Lyrics

Mhm, mhm

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Grind on me

(On me)

Relax your body take you time with me

(With me)

Yeah we can kick it shawtie, why don't we

(Don't we)

Hit the crib and we can smoke OG

(OG)

It's yo play baby

Grind on me

(On me)

Relax your body take you time with me

(With me)

Yeah we can kick it shawtie, why don't we

(Don't we)

Hit the crib and we can smoke OG

(OG)

It's yo play baby

Baby grind on me

Take your time

We can sip a little wine

'Fore I hit it from behind

Then we'll jet off to Milan

Where we'll sit under the Palms

Rubbing lotion on your arms

You can leave your girls behind shit

I've been thinking bout it all day and night

Pussy got me thinking bout that 3 A.M. flight

The way you say them words I wanna set that soul right

How bout I fly you out so I can set that soul right

Grind on me

(On me)

Relax your body take you time with me

(With me)

Yeah we can kick it shawtie, why don't we

(Don't we)

Hit the crib and we can smoke OG

(OG)

It's yo play baby

Grind on me

(On me)

Relax your body take you time with me

(With me)

Yeah we can kick it shawtie, why don't we

(Don't we)

Hit the crib and we can smoke OG

(OG)

It's yo play baby

Got me feeling restless and reckless

I'm only tryna impress I confess

Finesse and gain access unless

This is causing distress

I'm only tryna destress

Nonetheless

I'll bench you like bench press and caress

Lemme make a request or maybe can I suggest

That we make some progress and maybe get undressed

I'll Reposes that sun dress

You can be the temptress

Or Lisa Wilkes and I'll be be Fresh Prince

Grind on me

(On me)

Relax your body take you time with me

(With me)

Yeah we can kick it shawtie, why don't we

(Don't we)

Hit the crib and we can smoke OG

(OG)

It's yo play baby

Grind on me

(On me)

Relax your body take you time with me

(With me)

Yeah we can kick it shawtie, why don't we

(Don't we)

Hit the crib and we can smoke OG

(OG)

It's yo play baby

Take your time

We can sip a little wine

'Fore I hit it from behind

Then we'll jet off to Milan

Where we'll sit under the Palms

Rubbing lotion on your arms

You can leave your girls behind shit

I've been thinking bout it all day and night

Pussy got me thinking bout that 3 A.M. flight

The way you say them words I wanna set that soul right

How bout I fly you out so I can set that soul right

On me

With me

Don't we

Why don't we babe