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e&f - gripp lyrics

[hook: gripp]
that’s all life is, yo: we eat and we f-ck
and as we get older, hope we keeping it up
but if not, hope we never gon’ forget what we did
remember every single second we lived

[verse 1: gripp]
every second of life is a decadent bite
of a dish so delicious, peppered with spice
its preparation is excellent; we’re testing a slice
but there’s no second helpings; no one’s getting it twice
and we’re sure that someone else is getting a little more than us
so we’re sort of rushed with all the meals that we order up
we’re more abrupt, forking up grub to calm the appet-te
gl-sses, ice, and hope for after-dinner mints and afterlife
and that’s alright, but even p-ssing has a price
so we give our tabs to our kids to get the plastic swiped
we p-ss the bills and hope they’re bringing the cash
so they don’t end up washing dishes at a sink in the back
stinking of trash, thinking of past, dinners with dad
soon they see the cycle repeating and then it’s a wrap
thinking of the menu and mopping the wood on the floor
the next time they’ll pick the same meals that we would have before
because…

[hook: gripp]

[verse 2: gripp]
life is a fickle mistress, don’t cook and don’t do no dishes
just lays up in bed like a princess like, “come and hit this.”
trust, though all our opinions are not eye-to-eye
when she’s asking me for it i still gotta comply. why?
‘cos death keeps calling and har-ssing my phone
but i don’t mess with her; i get my satisfaction at home
i put it down p-ssionate, slow, ‘cos i know that if i could hit it right
then she’s gonna pay me back in tenfold
other dudes treat her like they’re just macking a ho
that’s wack. she’s supposed to be your main attraction, you know?
actually, though, i kind of understand it. she’s a bit demanding
and a little rough, biting and scratching my throat
don’t wanna be too graphic and gross or get in your face
let’s just say my mind is open; my position could change
my mission is to stay in her, stay with her. that’s my best bet
’til i roll over, pillow-talking on my death bed…

[hook: gripp]

- gripp lyrics

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