[Hook: Da Nation]

If you like what you see, make a movie

Get ya grind on, playa haters, always lose

It's about fun, gettin money, layin in the cut

We everything you need, now what's up



[Ras Kass]

It's the nigga you love to hate, '98

Now how much cheese can one black nigga take

Convertible Jag XK8 wit customized plates

Playmates jumpin out my birthday cake

See we be on one, so raise the roof

Or we gon tear the club up, hosin daisy dukes

I made you lose, orange juice mixed wit Indo

I be doin my thug dizzo, that's for shizzo

C Arson baby, born and raised

Back in the Kay kays, when we was babies

Now, I get around like a circle

Squeezin on ya lady fat ass like a girdle

Latino cute, she was built somethin fierce

21, had a tongue and a bellybutton pierced

Playa, I think your wifey wanna politely bite me

Play Marv Albert, but that hurt boo, blow lightly



[Chorus: Ras Kass (Bad Azz)]

And all the ladies say

(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)

And all the hustlers say

(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)

And everybody say

(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)

And all the niggas say

(Get your grind on, just get your grind on)



[Ras Kass]

Let's take you back to the basics

I smack a rapper's ass like a dominatrix

Life is cruel, faces and misdemeanor cases

More chedda, the more better

Family trunk tight,

wit my grandma dressin all you chickens on fight night

I'm flossin in Vegas, like dream come true

Whippin a '98 cream, V1-2

Of course, you be seein me in one two

Or me, three, lazer cut key boo, one on Peach Tree

One on Crenshaw, one on one-two fifth

Walkin in a B-Boy stance, holdin my dick

I'm sick, flippin