Get Your Shine On!!

I got a million dollar rang with a two million dollar mouthpiece

And quick to lay a bitch on these satin silk sheets

Now nigga, Rufus Playin' in the Lexus, Gangsta got a Q-5

If anyone of you broads know Baby know I like to ride fly

B.G. got a nine two nine, Mannie Fresh got a Camaro and a seven thirty-five-I

Now me Baby, big body Benz

Expedition, my black cat and my Lexus my friend

Now, I could change a car for every day of the week

And have a matching bitch in the passenger seat

Seven hundred Gs stashed away for my son

So when he grow up, he can have a lil' fun

I'm still sellin' keys, stackin' Gs on the D.L

I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L

Nigga, I ain't no rapper, I'm a game spitter

Ten Gs a show, on behalf of Penalty, Cash Money, Tommy Boy, Warner Brothers nigga

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

Seven days a week, Fresh, get his shine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes

Can you fuck more bitches than the sea got fishes?

Can you do more hoes, than the Feds got snitches?

I ride Lexus land with the TV playin'

Gettin' head, fuck a fed' with the phone in my hand

Nigga's gon' shine, what you see is mine

Rolex, went to Texas, Motorola, Alpine

Wood grain Hummer, hood rat plumber

Hot Boys got toys, number one stunters

I know you bitches can't stand me

Lexus with the candy, lowin' on blunts, sippin' on Brandy

Now that's a good call, papa cleaner than you ever saw

929 with the mirror bro'

Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up

To Texas, get the wood with the good weed, bend it up

Ball 'til I fall, that's the job, nigga

Cash Money, Hot Boy, number one mob figure

Get your shine on (shine), get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

Seven days a week, Baby, get his shine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes

I like to look good, be sharp, on my side keep my iron on

All those player haters wanna steal you, when you get your shine on

But fuck that, I'ma get mine on

Chrome on the 929 with my Primeco phone on

I'm a Hot Boy, hot girls I put the bone on

It ain't no secret, I'll bust your dome Holmes

B and Slim give me a 20 G loan

So I could get my roll on

I know my niggas ain't gon' tell me hold on

They let me write the Cash Money check, they sign it

I cash it, I spend it, it's all good, we ride fly

Benz, Lex', Expedition

No doing bad, fulfillin' dreams and wishes

Payin' all my college hoes tuition

If I'm in a shootout, I got the red beam, I ain't missin'

Face the ballistics, we got it like that, we earned it liked that

Worked for it like that, so we can shine like that

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

Seven days a week, Fresh, get his shine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

Players hate me, I'ma burst your dome Holmes

Get your shine on, shine nigga (seven figures, nigga)

Shine on, shine nigga (seven figures, nigga)

(Shine on, shine nigga) (while you dissin', we lovin' all these hoes, nigga)

One hell of a crime with your L.A. four double-O

Big rules (big rules) all these Hot Boys out here, be my subject

Bugger, helicopter, and camouflage Hummer

K.C can't back down on your motherfucker BMW, New York and my town, nigga

Mike Carey, you dig? All them mug town boys, nigga fresh

Proud to buy the gun, we be runnin' the Benz in and out the city, we ain't givin' a fuck

It was all about money, and now we shittin' on you, nigga

Nigga, Slim got a Rolls Royce, nigga, I live or die for that

B.G on top the world, it's Cash Money thing, and I done say it clear

And I'm loving these hoes, ain't doubtin' these hoes, I'm fuckin' these hoes, huh

Niggas, I ain't cappin', save these hoes, tell your bitch to get out my shit, nigga

It's all wavy, nigga, and I ain't afraid to say I got money, nigga, shit

Vamp over them, what's happenin' with you fool in that Ferrari Street?

All them boys over there make them papers charged up

His dick rise?, He's a Hot Boy for sure

Nigga, if you don't make dollars, you don't make sense

That's the realest somethin', nigga, player, shine (shine)

Shine (shine)

Shine (shine)

Shine (shine)