Lyrics:
been safe with me
I'm the type that a real bitch wait for
I got a b on the way it won't take long
Champagne and problems coming by the caseload
Your
Santana row/ three kings on a mission to get real dough/ ugh Yahl held a real nigga down now its time for me to really put it down.
Chorus I ain't
you and your man put
Y'all in parallel coffins
Yeah these big guns we riding with
And my clips stay wide and shit
The bullets stay the size of Twix
You
Stop don't go
I know the lights look bright,
And your heart's telling you to move closer,
But there's a hazard in sight,
Put your beamers on and keep
the definition of Shine:
"A quality of brightness that reflects light"
It's funny your name Shine but
In this battle I'm
A show you choosing that just ain't bright
Im Going Off Track
(BLTTT DAT BLTTT DAT)
You Put The Old School & You Mix It With The New
(Yeah Yeah)
Never Get Tired Ima Wanna Break The Rules
from Atlanta,
Somebody pull the strings like SANTANA,
your latest tracks are Fizzy like a FANTA,
You know my Flyest jack is a letterman,
Got lights
[Juelz Santana:]
Catch me where you catch me
find me where you find me
in the hood or on the island
im probably by a palm tree
skull gang chain nigga
gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me,
See this the remix shawty ima keep the cash coming,
Don't guess who played the track and fast
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
a nigga talking down on the gang
Imma fill them with hallow tips
I put my blood sweat and tears into this shit
But I'm still posted with Crips
Posted up by
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You'll
rocks to pebbles
And leave them hanging by the tracks
I got seventeen raps in a clip
So put your hands up, cause it's all about love here
I got seventeen
pray tell, good sir
I give way…
V 12
Knox
With this in mind,
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…
V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox
Bell-Bell-Bellisle
Bellisle be Bellisle
(Here in Detriot)
Now Wes Chill you know we go way back
Kid Rock I remember guzzlin 40's in your ford track
Yeah Wes
you on down
It's time we make like we was making tracks for higher ground
I'm always taking chances and got me by on luck
One a few and lost a few,
on the row nigga (put your hands up and shut the car off)
Aight
(Shut it off asshole)
It's off cuh
Ay look at blood and them get jacked by the ones
Nigga
dippity-doo-dow
Sick when I cruise by, 6 when the goons by
Diplomat plates when they ship me a new ride
Your worst nightmare
Think the Birds fight fair
My niggaz
Bronson, vigilante ready to snipe ya
Ignite the marijuana, roll a cigar from Havana
Tony Santana, smokin' in the Coco Cabana
Or in the sauna, after doing my
tryna buy in
All we gotta do is put the time in
106 and Waterparks when the lights dim
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh
shit right
When your coming out dark like a motherfucking knight
When I get on this track it's this shit I ignite
Why you even holding back just put up
from mars,
You can be my venus fly track,
damn your grip tight, let me put it on u slow
And let me speed up at the light,
girl your body look to right
and the beat
Puts me at ease giving into the flow
It's immediate release
Speaking in tones
So deep they speak to your soul
On a personal note
But it weren't just
tomorrow, but
I'm just trying to overstand myself before I go and try to
I don't wanna have to
If you share your light with me, I might just share my light
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