Two Grillz Lyrics – Bone Dawgs
Singer: Bone Dawgs
Title: Two Grillz
What da dog doin?
Yuh-yuh, feel like Drake
Listen to what I announce
One grill for each row of teeth
One grill for each of my cheeks
My pork is fly, my steaks on fleek
Let’s get some grub, let’s cook the meat
Stackin’ up these bands though
Not tryna get the bends though
From high I got that vertigo
Switch up like Nintendo
Sirloin, tri-tip, collard greens
Just kidding ’bout the last one, don’t eat greens (No greens)
Bands to the end, I stack the green
Two grills to the end, don’t talk to me
Don’t worry ’bout cookin’ I got a whole fleet (Got a whole fleet)
Got one that is dirty and one I keep neat (One I keep neat)
Flippin’ and grillin’ this platter of meat (Platter of meat)
Open up wide, taste that meat (Taste that meat)
Like a venomous, poisonous, murderous snake (Yeah)
I grilled all my victims, I burned and I ate (Yeah)
Got no worries, no questions, just me and my grills (Oh)
I don’t care if you think I’m not chillin’ (Yah)
I gotta be where I’m supposed to be
Costco, Walmart, grocery
Gotta ground up for my patty beef
Get ready for the cookout, yessiree!
One grill for each row of teeth
One grill for each of my cheeks
My pork is fly, my steaks on fleek
Let’s get some grub, let’s cook the meat
Two grills, I got chills
While I’m going down Hunter Mill
Doin’ 30, I ain’t dirty
I’m just tryna get a fill
When we pull up, we clownin’
And we all hop out the Herc
Ask Elena or Maria
If you tryna pop a perc
I’m tryna bust some lyricals
With grill mitts in my hands
BigYogurt, dang Daniel
‘Cause he out here with the Vans
They call me Hank Hill
‘Cause I’m obsessed with that propane
Yeah I’m grillin, dual wieldin’
Twice the gas and half the pain
Colonel Sanders with the bucket
Ain’t got nothin’ on these nuggets
And I’m grillin’, and I’m chillin’
Megamindin’ like a villain
Your barbecue weak just like the track boy in the cage
Don’t get salty just because you peaked at half your age
Cookin’ plastic for your mommy on your wooden burner (Okay)
Doin’ dishes, makin’ wishes, just like Timmy Turner, yo
Oh, I’m up?
Oh, wait
Yogi, ha!
Got two grillz in the back
Make a meal and no snack (Okay)
Got that double efficiency
Just like on my pickaxe (Uh)
Hit the meat, and a stash
Organic beef no cap (No cap)
Barbecue can call me dad
Feelin’ Kool-Aid, oh yeah (Uhh)
You know me, I’m BigYogurt on the beat, yuh (Uh)
‘Cause I’m grillin’ meat, and I go with my scooter on the street (Uh)
One grill for each row of teeth
One grill for each of my cheeks
My pork is fly, my steaks on fleek
Now open up and taste the meat
Get up out my trap house!
Barbecue can call me dad
Barbecue can call me dad
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