the mirror Checks out her ass in those True Religion jeans Shine on, shine on Shine on for me You gotta shine on Ain't nothing wrong with ya Shine on
diggin? my style, my swag, my suede, my swerve My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure You can?t fall ?til my aura call I make miracles like I walked on water What you want mama? Order, it?s on
be your day, we don't play Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way 'Cause it ain't enough time here, ain't enough lime here For you to shine here, deal
me Come on, roll with me We can put the top down on the highway and feel the breeze We can feel the breeze Baby we can kiss the sky, don't matter if
's me against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't
hero (uh huh) I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh) You can't tame Lloyd
we gon' make it So there y'all have it Words from a wise great king We love it when you speak the truth, daddy Don't ever stop, please, don't ever stop
Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin
bitches is at? Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on
Suckers suffocating till their faces turn blue You don't have a clue of the proper number of my crew How we shoot the spit-shine on niggas like a pair
heaven, he tell me stay on my grind Tell him I'm doin' fine, Obama for mankind We ready for damn change, so y'all let the man shine Stuntin' on Martin
ain't you, She ain't me When she dance she feels free Which makes her feel like the only one (the only one) But the light shines on (hey) I told her
at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up must come down You going down on something you don't
Why yo Why don't we let go Aye yo And I ain't gotta tell 'em And i ain't gotta sell 'em It's Y.S.L. teddy I ain't gotta spell it And yes i killa kill '
have when I pull up in that light thing (yeah), I put a hurtin' on, I got the curtains drawn, whoever ain't gettin' sh-ted on, I'm squirtin' on, I'm in
my elbow room It's time for me to come through I'm shining like my diamonds, shining like my purse shining like my shoes See I've been here on my
Alot of y'all won't feel me, but some of y'all do I'll move at least a half a mill of this before I'm through That ain't the most, but I've done this
