Jeezy, DJ Drama - Grammy Lyrics

From now on
Don't call my shit Gansta Grillz no more
Call my shit Grammy Grillz
The hardware has been elevated
I really got that

Look
Got my first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (yeah)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (yeah)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need a nanny (nanny)
Billion grams sold, bitch
I deserve a Grammy (look)

Got my first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (back)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (huh)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need a nanny (nanny)
Billion grams sold, bitch
I deserve Grammy (I really got that)

Rollie like a trophy
Yeah, I wear that bitch with pride (yeah)
All white 'Rari, yeah, bitch I'm back outside (yeah)
Fresh white ones, bitch, ain't no better feelin' (nah)
For all the times I hid them Ninas in my granny ceiling (haha)
Not a stain on my name, or a stain on my jersey (woo)
This my fifth bottle of Rosé, nigga you must be thirsty (yeah)
Million dollar worth of game, nigga that's word to Wallo (Wallo)
Nigga servin' twenty of them, bet they all was hollow
Imagine that duct tape filled up with sheet rock
'Bout to find a old dog show me how to re-rock (Gangsta Grillz)
Nah, I can't condone what the nigga did
I can't get with no fuck shit
But I will tell you this nigga, I bounce right the fuck back (let's go)

Look
Got my first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (yeah)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (yeah)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need a nanny (nanny)
Billion grams sold, bitch
I deserve Grammy (look)

Got my first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (back)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (huh)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need a nanny (nanny)
Billion grams sold, bitch
I deserve Grammy

Got it out the mud
Yeah, I'm talking with no gloves on (yeah)
Platinum in the kitchen even when my Auntie was home (haha)
Fumes everywhere trying not to get my buzz on (yeah)
Throw this in the safe then I'm goin' to get my club on (ayy)
Iced out Cuban links, nah, they ain't from Cuba
Emerald cut AP, niggas thought I was a jeweler (yeah)
Ice, ice baby, gotta keep it in the cooler (cooler)
What's on your Prada belt?
Glock-40 with the ruler
Roe showed me the whip game
Damn right he was my mentor (yeah)
Even when I bought two
Showed me how to get four
I was on my motherfuckin' way, nigga, yeah
We here now
For that I'm forever grateful, nigga
Let's go

Look
Got my first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (yeah)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (huh)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need a nanny (nanny)
Billion grams sold, bitch
I deserve Grammy (look)

Got my first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (back)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (huh)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need a nanny (I'm doing shots tonight on the Grammy)
Billion grams sold, bitch
I deserve Grammy