Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Millionaires
So it there

Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on
Drop yellow and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven cars, everyday I got a choice

On my way to pick up Joyce, she be me moist
Givin' me head she hummin', she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big ass
She could a dick too, make me cum fast

I like modelin' bitches, I love them swallowin' bitches
Where them hoes headed at, I'm to follow them bitches
(Let's go)
I know you your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga

I'm a show you it is not to be a window shopper
Mama you can Fendi, mama you can have Prada
All you gotta do is break a off proper
You could be your man, I ain't tryna stop ya

From my head down to my
Skirtin' on twenty check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not I'ma spend it 'til it's gone
Don't when I'm comin' home
Pop X and Cris' my life is the shit

And the name be Wayne, ice and change
You can me in an aqua range, squattin' things
them twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond

More colors than the game Simon says go, me
And mami on forty-fifth she me "I'm a lez"
And she ain't like too of dick
But the bombest head, and so I took it anyway

But bitch I got family, don't need your pussy
OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm
All these karats like I'm a fuckin'
play, I bury them, y'all already knowin'

I threw up my arm and bitches thought it started
See I'm a keep it goin, Big Tymin, you me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my birthday wait, don't they heard me
I say dog I got like everyday my birthday

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til it's
Don't know I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

I'ma Hot Boy, name brand and top of the line
Ride fly daily, all year I shine
a nigga and they mama gonna stop me dog
Come on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

Glock cocked for tryna block me dog
Catch 'em so low, geezy, don't shock me dog
get the fuck, slide on out the way
And let B.G. down the shinin' linen

Let the and the jewelry light shit up
Each of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't wanna put vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we 'em up

television, Dreamcast, DVDs
Nice sounds, buttons, twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer
That'll hold a pinky finger up and ya nigga

From my down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my baby
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til gone
Don't know when I'm comin'
Pop X and drank Cris' my life is the

I'm a 'til I die, so you better respect it
Cause whoever try testin' is be restin
I'm a young millionaire, Hot Boy, Turk
Bling everyday, plus I got work
(Bling)

Nigga like me in the cut twenty four/seven
Steady stackin' my ends on dubs, four/seven
car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, and Jags, big bodies, big bodies

Love to floss, no secret
Niggas steady baller block, can't nothin' from us
Young nigga, livin a surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, nothin' nice"

They on fire, must be them Hot Boys
You motherfuckin' right, you think this not
think twice, get it right dog
Know you recognize, we got it on for all

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my baby
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank my life is the shit

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma it 'til it's gone
know when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank my life is the shit

Uhh, uhh, uhh huh uh
(Oh shit)
2001, my life is the shit, why?
(Lemme see that)
I'm representing, I'ma it
(Bling)

As long as they make that shit I'ma break that
Ya heard me? It's that; believe that
This year; fuck it I it befo' and I meant it
I'm buyin' me a city, New Mannie, Louisiana ya you, ohh