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Shine
Lil Wayne
[Wayne]
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionaires,
Uh, so take it there.
[Juvenile]
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, yellow Benz,
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platimun Rolls Royce,
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up Joyce, she be makin me moist
Givin me head while she hummin, she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass,
She could ride a dick too, make me cum fast
I like them modelin bitches, I love them swallowin bitches,
Where them hoes, where they at I'm 'bout to follow them bitches(lets go)
I know you with your folks but that nigga is broke,
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have findi, mama you can have prada
All you gotta do is break a nigga off propa
You could be wit your man, I ain't tryin stop ya
Chorus [Baby]
(Shine) From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) RIDIN on twenty-two's
(Shine) Check my baby mama
(Shine) Whip Rovers, not Hondas
(Shine) I'ma spend until it's gone
(Shine) Don't know when I'm comin home
(Shine) Pop X and drink Cris'
(Shine) My life is the shit.
[Lil Wayne]
Baby named me fire Wayne with ice and change
You can catch me in the aqua Rangeand i'm squattin thangs
With them twenty-two chopper blades
Diamond face, with the diamond bracelet
Got more colors then the game "Simon Says"
Go lights out
And mami on fourty-fifth she told me "I'm the last"
But she ain't like to much of dick
But but she promised head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family, i dont need your pussy any way
Ok, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin,
All these carats like I'm a fuckin vegetarian
Niggas play, I bury them, y'all already knowin,
I threw out my arm and bitches thought it started snowin
See I'ma keep it goin, Big Tymin,ya heards me?
Dogg I got cake like everyday my birthday
Wait..I don't think they heard me
I said Dogg I got cake like everyday my birthday.
Chorus
[B.G]
I'm a Hot Boy, that's name brand and top of the line
Ride fly daily, all year, round I shine
Ain't a nigga and they mama gonna stop me Dogg
Come through on dub-deuces, they jock me Dogg
Glock cocked for haters tryna block me Dogg
Catch' em so low, they geezy, don't shock me Dogg
We'll get the fuck, slide on out the way
And let B.G. ease down the shinin lane
Let the diamonds and the jewelry light shit up
Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't wanna put your vehicle next to us
Cuz all of our vehicles we dress em up
With televisions, Dreamcast, DVD's
Nice sounds, buttons, its twenties
I'm a Cash Money, Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya nigga
(whoaaaaaa)
(Chorus)
I'm a stunt till I die, so you better respect it
'Cause whoever try testin is gonna be restin
I'm a young millionaire, Hot Boy, Lil Turk
Bling blingin everyday, plus I got work (bling)
Nigga like me stay in the cut 24/7
Steady stackin my ends on dubs 24/7
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers, and Jags
Big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss no secret stun'ner's
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothin from us
Young nigga, livin a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be "Damn, them boys, they're nothin nice"
They on fire, that must be them Hot Boys
You muthafuckin right, you think this not girl
Better think twice, get it right Dogg
Know you recognize we got it on lock for all.
(Chorus) [2X]
[Baby talking to fade]
compositores: DWAYNE CARTER, BYRON O. THOMAS, BRYAN WILLIAMS, Byron Thomas
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What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionaires,
Uh, so take it there.
[Juvenile]
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, yellow Benz,
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platimun Rolls Royce,
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up Joyce, she be makin me moist
Givin me head while she hummin, she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass,
She could ride a dick too, make me cum fast
I like them modelin bitches, I love them swallowin bitches,
Where them hoes, where they at I'm 'bout to follow them bitches(lets go)
I know you with your folks but that nigga is broke,
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have findi, mama you can have prada
All you gotta do is break a nigga off propa
You could be wit your man, I ain't tryin stop ya
Chorus [Baby]
(Shine) From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) RIDIN on twenty-two's
(Shine) Check my baby mama
(Shine) Whip Rovers, not Hondas
(Shine) I'ma spend until it's gone
(Shine) Don't know when I'm comin home
(Shine) Pop X and drink Cris'
(Shine) My life is the shit.
[Lil Wayne]
Baby named me fire Wayne with ice and change
You can catch me in the aqua Rangeand i'm squattin thangs
With them twenty-two chopper blades
Diamond face, with the diamond bracelet
Got more colors then the game "Simon Says"
Go lights out
And mami on fourty-fifth she told me "I'm the last"
But she ain't like to much of dick
But but she promised head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family, i dont need your pussy any way
Ok, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin,
All these carats like I'm a fuckin vegetarian
Niggas play, I bury them, y'all already knowin,
I threw out my arm and bitches thought it started snowin
See I'ma keep it goin, Big Tymin,ya heards me?
Dogg I got cake like everyday my birthday
Wait..I don't think they heard me
I said Dogg I got cake like everyday my birthday.
Chorus
[B.G]
I'm a Hot Boy, that's name brand and top of the line
Ride fly daily, all year, round I shine
Ain't a nigga and they mama gonna stop me Dogg
Come through on dub-deuces, they jock me Dogg
Glock cocked for haters tryna block me Dogg
Catch' em so low, they geezy, don't shock me Dogg
We'll get the fuck, slide on out the way
And let B.G. ease down the shinin lane
Let the diamonds and the jewelry light shit up
Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't wanna put your vehicle next to us
Cuz all of our vehicles we dress em up
With televisions, Dreamcast, DVD's
Nice sounds, buttons, its twenties
I'm a Cash Money, Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya nigga
(whoaaaaaa)
(Chorus)
I'm a stunt till I die, so you better respect it
'Cause whoever try testin is gonna be restin
I'm a young millionaire, Hot Boy, Lil Turk
Bling blingin everyday, plus I got work (bling)
Nigga like me stay in the cut 24/7
Steady stackin my ends on dubs 24/7
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers, and Jags
Big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss no secret stun'ner's
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothin from us
Young nigga, livin a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be "Damn, them boys, they're nothin nice"
They on fire, that must be them Hot Boys
You muthafuckin right, you think this not girl
Better think twice, get it right Dogg
Know you recognize we got it on lock for all.
(Chorus) [2X]
[Baby talking to fade]
compositores: DWAYNE CARTER, BYRON O. THOMAS, BRYAN WILLIAMS, Byron Thomas
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