Shine

Bow Wow

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    Bitch! Ha!

    [Chorus]
    Shine
    Get up and then I (shine)
    You know I gotta (shine)
    And everyday I (shine)
    You fuckin know it (shine)
    You hate me cuz I (shine)
    You know that ima (shine)
    I hit the club and (shine)
    I fuckin throw it (shine) 2x

    [Verse 1]
    Well my nigga it's the B to the O
    Yall already know
    Courtesy of cash money records my nigga now i got money to blow
    Hundreds I throw
    Still mr. money aint a thing
    Hurt ya feelings if I told you what im getting paid
    Man a nigga used to dream of them better days
    Now im living lavish pocket full of cabbage money steady stackin
    I could give a fuck with a haters say
    And I had to hire more security just to keep the girls off
    Boy im on that purple shit I smoke until I dose off
    I don't have to say nothing the hoes just take they clothes off
    And if this what hard work gets me then I never take a day off
    Aint outkast but I talk big boy shit
    Man yo girl all on my dick
    She don't even know me and she feenin' already let me be your dope man and give you a fix
    B to the O dub, dub 0 dub, hold up 28s when a nigga roll up
    Pockets so grown up I don't know what you doin mothafucka
    Step ya doe up nigga

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    [Chorus]
    Shine
    Get up and then I (shine)
    You know I gotta (shine)
    And everyday I (shine)
    You fuckin know it (shine)
    You hate me cuz I (shine)
    You know that ima (shine)
    I hit the club and (shine)
    I fuckin throw it (shine) 2x

    [Verse 2]
    Well my nigga what the fuck you thought no what the fuck you think
    Movin slow like im off the drink
    Only 22 you roll you know
    Who went on live and kissed tyra banks
    And that's me dog mr.entourage himself
    Wearin' Louis down to the belt
    Nobody got swag like me man yall niggas know yall cant fuck with me
    On top of the world lookin down on all yall lame niggas
    You don't need no clouds just give me a couple stacks I can make it rain nigga
    I got the fame nigga
    Diamonds all in my chain nigga
    Naw we aint the same nigga
    Been Ready to blow like propane nigga
    Bang nigga
    Doin 200, police is tryna sweat me
    But im in a gingerbread whip they aint gon catch me
    But I told them catch me if you can
    Cuz boy im on a paper chase
    And I don't trust niggas cuz they talkin more then ricky lake

    [Chorus]
    Shine
    Get up and then I (shine)
    You know I gotta (shine)
    And everyday I (shine)
    You fuckin know it (shine)
    You hate me cuz I (shine)
    You know that ima (shine)
    I hit the club and (shine)
    I fuckin throw it (shine) 2x

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