MIKE JONES & MAGNO - Day 2 Day Grindin lyrics

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(feat. Chamillion)

[hook x2: Chamillion]

Day to day grindin', got a playa shinin'

5th wheel reclinin' on dem boys

See a playa hustlin', comin up from nothin'

Strugglin', tryna come up on dem boys

[Mike Jones]

I got dem platinum shinin', all the time'n

Screens fallin', 5th wheel reclinin'

If you ain grindin', you ain shinin'

If you ain grindin', you ain shinin'

I'm Mike Jones(Mike Jones)

I stack change and grip grain

Switch lane-to-lane in the rover ranger

Until I die, I'ma hunt for change

I had to get up and off my ass

Depend on self to stack my cash

I'm first in the game, I'm never last

Until I pass, I'ma make the cash

Me, Chamille, and Magno

Grind hard everyday for the cash flow

I pull up in the jag slow

It's M.O.B. until I go

I hit the catch on princess cut

I leave sluts and make 'em fuckin suck

Cause Mike Jones don't give a fuck

Cause Mike Jones don't give a fuck

I grind for mine, that's why I shine

I hog the lights, cause I work for mine

I grill shine like pine on pine

I'm ballin' now, so wait in line

[hook x2]


Day to day, grindin'

I knocked off'd 5 gators

All chrome, my money run long - like Clyde Davis

So you know how my wheels sit

Like my benz topless

So like the game of dominoes - I dropped the big 6

In a drop wit big chicks

The guts is plushed off

Makin' girls rush off

Cause we throwin buck soft

Now my green stackin'

You'll never say my team's second

If it's beef, we got lose cannons like Gene Hackman

He jus' fine, it's Magno, the streets is mine

I'm in that 740-i, backseats reclined

With the curtains in the back

Girls - twerkin' on the sack

Niggas fightin' for front seat

The 18s turn 'em and they back

The game need me like Glady's need the pimps

My wallet's like a python - it always keep a grip

Before, I ain' had a dime

All I had was time

But since I got grind, now I got shine

Steady grindin'!

[hook x2]


Hey, has anybody else seen this cat?

Leanin' back in a greenish 'llac

With throwback and a phoenix cap

Rag top with the screens attached

It don't take a true genious act

Like you dont know that the king is back

It's Koopa, I pop my trunk

And flash lights while you lead it back

I used to wave at a broad

"Who he wavin' at? Ain't me?"

Now I wave my sleeve in the breeze

And mother nature gets brain freeze

Change the, t.v. and you see

The tool man on my channel

Help me figure how to dismantle

All this wood in my dope panel

Nano-nano we grindin', we outta this world

Say no, I'll put my foot up your anus

And kick you outta this world

No colleges girl, the lizard man got edu-ma-cation

And benjamin chasin' now they sick like no medicine's taken

You betta go ask G-Dash or Michael Watts

Who's stackin stocks or flashin rocks

Hardest thing got after 'Pac

I should try to be an astronaught

Girls wanna gimme ass and I got plenty of "not's"

From mashin' the spots, mom and pops

The package in drops

I'm tellin ya pops, we grindin' like there ain' no tomorrow

If I go broke, this whole

"Hey Travis, can I borrow a dollar?"

A balla, a scholar who's switchin class on top of the rank

My name gon' go where Wells Fargo go on top of the bank

If niggas that shine was in joke, in this game they be callin' me

The Chamillion Era, mixed the king of comedy

You wouldn't believe me ballin' if you never did see it

Till me, Mike and Mag pull up

In a me no speak English

And that's a foreign baby!

[hook x2]

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