Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Money
So it there

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

On my way to up Joyce, she be makin' me moist
Givin' me head while she hummin', she can play her voice
And she got thighs, a big plump ass
She could ride a dick too, me cum fast

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

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

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

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

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

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

I up my arm and bitches thought it started snowin
See I'm a it goin, Big Tymin, you heard's me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my birthday wait, think they heard me
I say dog I got cake like everyday my

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

I'ma Hot Boy, that's brand and top of the line
Ride fly daily, all year 'round I
Ain't a nigga and mama gonna stop me dog
Come on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From my head to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my 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

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

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