Lyrics:
I ain't tryna stop ya
(Shine) From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) Skritin' on twenty-two's
(Shine) Check my baby mama
(Shine) Whip Rovers, not
Girl its just us two we don't need no one
Stay by my side
Is you gon ride
You know ill show you all the love
Yea you look like a goddess the way you
threes)
Youngin came up from the block he stealing whips with ease
My patna super seven he might spin like DVD
On my side it wicked
We just spent anotha
shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros,
shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros,
you're looking fine
Me I want your spice
I don't need advice
Me n you good vibes
I just want to shut the haters up by doing me
Hear them talking all this
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
E5
Where you hear shots and then police sirens
Your girl's a groupie, blud
I see her preeing me
Your life's a movie, but
It went straight to DVD
as all of her girls is in, I made 'em bust it like Greyhound
That's right, I'm a man, ho, haters cannot stand Short
No matta if it's made by Gucci, Louis V
It's like root beer one of a kind
Spice 1 is up in the house with the niggata-niggata-nine
And the clip and the trigga
Muthafuckas try ta play me
see that girl dancing to my song in the moonlight
She looks sweet like sugar mixed with a little spice
Yeah, Forecast calling for a hell of a Friday
Yeah
(it don't stop)
Yeah
Check it out
(it don't stop)
Come on
[Chorus]
We love to flirt
To chase the skirts
Get to know who we are
Girls
Yeah
(it don't stop)
Yeah
Check it out
(it don't stop)
Come on
CHORUS
We love to flirt
To chase the skirts
Get to know who we are
Girls in the park
by my fragrance
Swerve through East on my dirtbike told your girl jump on like I don't bite
She sipped on henny but I sip sprite, can't let fed pull
spice?
I'm seventeen girl
My red lipstick on,
Heavy boots and pearl
On my hair. oh.
I'm falling on my knees
Looking to your eyes
I can't help but
man, I ain't tryna stop ya
[Chorus: ]
(Shine), from my head down to my shoes
(Shine), skiiiiirtin' on twenty-two's
(Shine), check my baby mama
man, I ain't tryna stop ya
[Chorus: ]
(Shine), from my head down to my shoes
(Shine), skiiiiirtin' on twenty-two's
(Shine), check my baby mama
birds (girl)
And you like that huh that's what they like
Oh you like that huh that's what they like
Dolla signs, rubba bands round cash
Mayne u
So we took the fuckin' ceiling off
Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
Another one, 'pon your head
Five white girls but they not Spice
All surrounded by mystery
I'm still coming around
I keep chasing dreams
Girl I keep coming around
Hey hey
I keep coming around
And I can never stop
Master P
Walk in a room and I see Their head spin like a DVD
You can have your time but Just after me
Pick up the cup (ice)thirsty
Come get your hoe
your man, I ain't tryna stop ya
[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
(Shine) - From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) - Skiiiiirtin on twenty-two's
(Shine) -
niggas they was not it
They let you down broke your heart im here to stop it
Treat you like the queen you are I'll be your top pick
Cause girl you got it
the summer
You got me seeing the light
cnd I just wanna hold you tonight
I can't stop thinking bout you
Wondering bout you
Want you by my side
I know its
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