Giving Her the Grind

[Intro: Sean Paul]
'Longside Sean da P, yup, ayy
She want a real, empty, yuh go

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine

[Verse 1: Nelly]
I just got a late text, stopping you the late text
Practicing on your safe sex world
Plus shorty gotta mean back, fiendin', please believe that
A minute since I see that girl
[?] that she wanna see them apple bottom [?]
And I can hardly wait so long
Text messages and e-mails, leavin' little voice mails
She [?] my phone
(I say) Come over
(Hey) Come over
I'm doing a hundred [?], shorty bringin' alone
Matter fact, hang up the phone, open the door, hey

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine

[Verse 2: Sean Paul]
It' must be the girls, them over easy
MC fresh back with the PhD, OB-GYN
Well, you done know, girl, I give you to the end
I'll be yo' friend, I know you’re comin’ back again
Now weh mi go seh come and cut, cut, cut it up
Operatin' on yo' body, baby
You know that I got my routine, you my true queen
My glove fit because you know that I’ll be careful
And my knife well steam up and clean, girl, oh, you mean
Sexy woman, you need a sexin' machine
Sean de P will be there 'pon the scene, up inna your spleen
They come knockin' and they see the red light rockin'
They better remember that I'm operatin'

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine

[Verse 3: City Spud]
Yeah, ayo, shorty call me nigga, lookin' for that nigga
Know I got that goodie, tell me, run them red lights
Now a nigga speedin' in that four-door Porsche
She like, "You got young money, come and make my bed right"
I'm like, "Okay, momma, long as you don't let the hit start"
She like, "Okay, City baby, I'ma keep the head right
I know you the man, baby, you don't let the bread start
I'ma be your stage mama, you can leave my [?]"
Told her spread her legs, bangin' on that [?]
I'ma bang it harder, mama, they gon' hear us next door
Sippin' on that freaky Moscato
Now I got all of her friends really wantin' me, my God

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine
'Cause she call me on the phone, call me on the line
Tellin' me that she nah go let mi go, she waan mi all the time
I'm gonna be givin' her the grind, givin' her the grind
I'm properly dealin' wid di body, soul and mine, mine, mine, mine