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Get Your Shine On Lyrics

[Baby]


Yeah


We gon go old school


Ya know what I'm sayin


If you from where I'm from


Ya know what I'm talkin bout


the way we do this here


this is a cash money classic


and I feel couldnt nobody do it the way ima do it


ya know what I'm sayin


so, here we go world, I'm bringin it to your world from my world


ya know what I'm talkin bout look I say





[Chorus: Baby]


Get your shine on {*3X*}


So nigga stop hatin'


Get your shine on {*3X*}


You know we gonna make it


Get your shine on {*3X*}


So nigga stop hatin'


Get your shine on {*3X*}


You know we gonna make it





[Baby]


In one you trust, the neighborhood is us


And everything that I ride is 22s and up


And everytime that I slide, you know I'm platinum plus


Make the hood understand that we trying to come up


24s on trucks, just the neighborhood lust


Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming up


Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shine


So how ya love that people? Everybody on the grind


And these projects cuts ya, ya hood rich livin lavish


Those 14s, you know we had to have it


Once upon a time it was nothing but magic


Hustling right in front of my mama, Ms. Gladys


Chasin paper paper chasin, look thats all we know


Comin through the neighborhood on them 24s


Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more


Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know One





[Chorus]





[Lil Wayne]


They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest


That be that Cash Money Piece, flow rest in the deck


I'ma specially set, No testin the best


Be in class, no pencil, no test on the desk


I'll make ya mouthpiece so beast like Delereese


I'm from the south streets of beast like Lil' Weez


E, F baby for the team I rep daily


I come to the defense like Jeff Bailey, I'm gone wit it


A chrome kitted, A foam pit in the back of it


Phony tittie bitches come home with me, get the business


I made bling bling, I'm like a lighthouse


So shut that ice in cause he ain't iced out


Pay attention closely, You niggaz can never roast me


Cause the maker of the testerosta knows me


Oh hes so arrogant, the cocky kind


But you always looking cause I'ma shine, thats right





[Chorus]





[Baby]


Loud mics and big rims, nigga thats my life


Come through the neighborhood with my homeboy price


Lets get it understood, nigga thats my price


Come through the neck of the woods, you be alright


Cause I'm pimpin, I'm pimpin pimpin, I'm comin thru


And I'm dippin, I'm dippin dippin, them 22s


And they spinnin, they spinnin spinnin, them sprewells nigga


them sprewells nigga, we makin mail nigga


Don't need no introduction in this


I can grind in every ghetto, trying to stay hood rich


You can ask a nigga bout me, you know I'm bout my shit


I was made by guerillas, raised the hot boy click


Cause I'm the birdman and I'll do you something bad


You heard man that I been slangin them slacks


Thats my word man, I won't stunt nigga


I won't stunt nigga, I'm gonna stunt nigga, One





[Chorus]