Released on June 7, 2005

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[Intro: Jermaine Dupri, Paul Wall, Nelly]

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, "Make me a grill"

Uh, uh

Add the whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold

Yo

We 'bout to start an epidemic with this one

Y'all know what this is, So So Def (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 1: Nelly & Brandi Williams]

Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (Uh-huh)

All invisible set in little ice cube blocks

If I could call it a drink, call it a smile on the rocks

If I could call out a price, let's say I call out a lot

I got like platinum and white rose, traditional gold

I'm changin' grills every day, like Jay change clothes

I might be grilled out nicely (Oh), in my white tee (Oh)

Or on South Beach (Oh), in my wife beat

VVS studded, you can tell when they cut it

You see, my grandmama hate it, but my lil' mama love it

'Cause when I

Open up your mouth, your grill gleamin' (Gleamin'! Say what?)

Eyes stay low from the chiefin' (Chiefin')

I got a grill I call penny candy, you know what that mean?

It look like Now and Laters, gumdrops, jelly beans

I wouldn't leave you for nothing, only a crazy man would

So if you catch me in your city, somewhere out in your hood, just say

[Chorus: Brandi Williams, Nelly, Paul Wall, Nelly & Paul Wall & *Jermaine Dupri*]

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

What you lookin' at? (Uh, *come on*)

Let me see ya grill

Let me see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, "Make me a grill", she said

Smile for me, daddy

What you lookin' at? (*Oh*)

I wanna see ya grill

You wanna see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold (*Uh-oh*)

[Verse 2: Paul Wall & Jermaine Dupri]

What it do, baby? It's the iceman, Paul Wall (Yeah)

I got my mouth lookin' something like a disco ball (Yeah)

I got the diamonds and the ice all hand set

I might cause a cold front if I take a deep breath (Already)

My teeth gleaming like I'm chewing on aluminum foil

Smiling, showing off my diamonds, sippin' on some potent oil (Baby)

I put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill

Twenty carats, thirty stacks, let 'em know I'm so for real (For real)

My motivation is them thirty pointers, VVS

The frontage in my mouthpiece simply symbolize success (That's right)

I got the wristwear and neckwear that's captivating (What?)

But it's my smile that got these onlookers spectating (Hah)

My mouthpiece simply certified a total package

Open up my mouth and you see more carrots than a salad (Come on)

My teeth are mind-blowin', givin' everybody chills

Call me George Foreman, 'cause I'm sellin' everybody grills

[Chorus: Brandi Williams, Nelly, Paul Wall, Nelly & Paul Wall & *Jermaine Dupri*]

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

Woo, what you lookin' at? Uh

Let me see your grill

Let you see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, "Make me a grill", she said

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

What you lookin' at? Uh

I wanna see your grill

You wanna see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold (*Kinfolk, come on*)

[Verse 3: Gipp, Ali, Paul Wall & Jermaine Dupri]

Gipp got them yellows, got them purples, got them reds (Hey)

Lights gon' hit and make you woozy in your head (Hey)

You can catch me in my Too $hort drop

Mouth got colors like a Fruit Loop box

It's what it do, in the Lou', ice grill, country grammar

Where the hustlers move bricks and the gangsters bang hammers

Where I got 'em, you can spot 'em on the top and the bottom

Got a bill in my mouth like I'm Hillary Rodham

Ain't dissin' nobody, but let's bring it to the light

Gipp was the first with my mouth bright white (That's right)

These ho's can't focus 'cause they eyesight blurry

Tippin' on some 4's, you can see my mouth jewelry

I got four different sets, it's a fabulous thang

One white, one yellow, like Fabolous chain

And the other set the same, got my name in the mold

Add a whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold (Come on)

[Chorus: Brandi Williams, Nelly, Paul Wall & Nelly & Paul Wall]

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

What you lookin' at? Uh

Let me see your grill

Let you see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, "Make me a grill", she said

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

What you lookin' at? (Uh)

I wanna see your grill

You wanna see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold

[Bridge: Brandi Williams & Jermaine Dupri]

(Sing to me) Boy, how'd you get your grill that way? (Huh?)

And how much did you pay?

Every time I see you, the first thing I wan' say, hey

[Chorus: Brandi Williams, Nelly, Paul Wall & Nelly & Paul Wall]

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

What you lookin' at? (Uh)

Let me see your grill

Let you see my what? (Hey)

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em, "Make me a grill," she said

Smile for me, daddy (Woo)

What you lookin' at? (Uh)

I wanna see your grill

You wanna see my what?

Ya, ya grill (Uh), ya, ya, ya grill

Add a whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold (Come on)