Yourself

Intro:

Keep your shit to yourself
Keep your shit to yourself
Keep your shit to yourself
Aye, keep your shit to yourself
Fuckin' with these people
That's bad for your health
Ok

Chorus:

Your feet belong on the ground
Your hands belong to yourself
You better say yo grace before you eat them grits
Look at the look in his face
I don't think he like his place
I get twenty bitches every hour
Mac Daddy don't like takin' showers

Verse 1:

Nigga must think that I'm blind
I'm not crazy you can get coincide
Bitches love me
They tell me go inside
Swimming in her just like that movie Pride
That bitch think I'm cold
Ice it up, ice it up
Watch me dab on her
Pipe it up, pipe it up
And she like my swag
Oh yea, oh yea
Put it in the bag
Tie it up, tie it up
Pink pink pink
Hit her where it stink and rink
Vroom vroom in a car
Bitch I'm a fuckin' star
Tinkle Winkle Little Star
Humpty Dumty off the wall
Tom Brady from afar
Touch down Brett Favre

Pre Chorus:

Your feet belong on the ground
Your hands belong to yourself
You better say yo grace before you eat them grits
Look at the look in his face
I don't think he like his place
I get twenty bitches every hour
Mac Daddy don't like takin' showers

Refrain Chorus:

Your feet belong on the ground
Your hands belong to yourself
You better say yo grace before you eat them grits
Look at the look in his face
I don't think he like his place
I get twenty bitches every hour
Mac Daddy don't like takin' showers

Verse 2:

She got ice that's icicles
She got ice
Ain't that crystals?
She got swag shoot that pistol
I'm so wet with not whistle
Hey hey hey man
Imma imma caveman, ohh
I like bitches they like all my cake man, aye
I need riches, ohh
On my plate bitch, ohh
On the table, ohh
This no fable, ohh
I don't lie to you, you don't lie to me
Girl let's have a party
1, 2, 3

Pre Chorus:

Look, your feet belong on the ground
Your hands belong to yourself
You better say yo grace before you eat them grits
Look at the look in his face
I don't think he like his place
I get twenty bitches every hour
Mac Daddy don't like takin' showers

Chorus:

Your feet belong on the ground
Your hands belong to yourself
You better say yo grace before you eat them grits
Look at the look in his face
I don't think he like his place
I get twenty bitches every hour
Mac Daddy don't like takin' showers
That's nasty