This is a song about "Grill"

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

But the magic part at the magic grill you gon be starvin in like 2 hour

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows