Grits & Glamour Songtext
von Nelly
Grits & Glamour Songtext
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She′s small town chic, and that's all I need
Grits and glamor, she′s got standards
And love ain't cheap, so I work all week
She's in her Sunday best 24/7
High school sweetheart, hometown legend
Lookin′ like a ten but she closer to eleven, yeah, yeah
Do what she want, she rock a pawn shop throw, sippin′ on a Fanta
Dreams by the river but she shoppin' in Atlanta
Ridin′ in a Honda but she push it like a Phantom, yeah, yeah
Grits and glamor
Lil' bit hood, lil′ country
That's just why she love me
Keep them commas coming, yeah
(Let′s keep 'em coming, yeah)
Lil' bit hood, lil′ country
That′s just why she love me
Keep them commas coming, yeah
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She's small town chic, and that′s all I need
Grits and glamor, she's got standards
And love ain′t cheap, so I work all week (work all week, yeah)
Uh, uh, you know I clean up nice, never gettin' dirty (uh)
Stay up late, but I go to work early (early)
I′m a straight shooter like my last name Curry (yeah)
Too many hoes, I got 30 under 30 (damn)
Ballin' all night, yeah, your boy got range
Dropped out of college but your boy love brains
Hot girl summer with that country boy twang
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She's small town chic (chic), and that′s all I need (come on)
Grits and glamor, she′s got standards
And love ain't cheap, so I work all week (yeah, ayy)
She love me Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday even, yeah (uh)
She love me Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday even, yeah (uh, yeah, yeah)
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She′s small town chic, and that's all I need (yeah, yeah)
Grits and glamor, she′s got standards
And love ain't cheap (no, no), so I work all week
(Oh, grits and glamor)
She′s small town chic, and that's all I need
Grits and glamor, she′s got standards
And love ain't cheap, so I work all week
She's in her Sunday best 24/7
High school sweetheart, hometown legend
Lookin′ like a ten but she closer to eleven, yeah, yeah
Do what she want, she rock a pawn shop throw, sippin′ on a Fanta
Dreams by the river but she shoppin' in Atlanta
Ridin′ in a Honda but she push it like a Phantom, yeah, yeah
Grits and glamor
Lil' bit hood, lil′ country
That's just why she love me
Keep them commas coming, yeah
(Let′s keep 'em coming, yeah)
Lil' bit hood, lil′ country
That′s just why she love me
Keep them commas coming, yeah
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She's small town chic, and that′s all I need
Grits and glamor, she's got standards
And love ain′t cheap, so I work all week (work all week, yeah)
Uh, uh, you know I clean up nice, never gettin' dirty (uh)
Stay up late, but I go to work early (early)
I′m a straight shooter like my last name Curry (yeah)
Too many hoes, I got 30 under 30 (damn)
Ballin' all night, yeah, your boy got range
Dropped out of college but your boy love brains
Hot girl summer with that country boy twang
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She's small town chic (chic), and that′s all I need (come on)
Grits and glamor, she′s got standards
And love ain't cheap, so I work all week (yeah, ayy)
She love me Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday even, yeah (uh)
She love me Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday even, yeah (uh, yeah, yeah)
She grits and glamor from Alabama
She′s small town chic, and that's all I need (yeah, yeah)
Grits and glamor, she′s got standards
And love ain't cheap (no, no), so I work all week
(Oh, grits and glamor)
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes Jr., Sean Small, Rocky Block, Sam Sumser, Daniel Breland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com