(featuring Lil Wayne)
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[Birdman]
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Yeah
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We gon go old school
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Ya know what I'm sayin
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If you from where I'm from
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Ya know what I'm talkin bout
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the way we do this here
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this is a cash money classic
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and I feel couldnt nobody do it the way ima do it
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ya know what I'm sayin
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so, here we go world, I'm bringin it to your world from my world
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ya know what I'm talkin bout look I say
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[Chorus: Birdman]
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Get your shine on {*3X*}
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So nigga stop hatin'
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Get your shine on {*3X*}
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You know we gonna make it
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Get your shine on {*3X*}
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So nigga stop hatin'
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Get your shine on {*3X*}
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You know we gonna make it
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[Birdman]
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One god we trust, the neighborhood is us
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And everything that I ride is 22s and up
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And everytime that I slide, you know I'm platinum plus
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Make the hood understand that we trying to come up
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24s on trucks, just the neighborhood lust
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Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming up
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Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shine
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So how ya love that people? Everybody on the grind
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in these projects cuts, ya hood rich livin lavish
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lord of 14, you know we had to have it
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Once upon a time it was nothing but madness
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Hustling right in front of my mama, Ms. Gladys
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Chasin paper paper chasin, look thats all we know
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Comin through the neighborhood on them 24s
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Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more
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Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know One
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[Chorus]
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[Lil Wayne]
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They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest
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That be that Cash Money Piece, flow rest in the deck
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I'ma specialist vet, No testin the best
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I be in class, no pencil, no test on the desk
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I'll make ya mouthpiece obease like Delereese
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I'm from the south streets of beast like Lil' Weezie
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F baby for the team I rep daily
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I come to the defense like Champ Bailey, I'm gone wit it
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I chrome kit it, A foam pit in the back of it
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Phony tittie bitches come home with me, get the business
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I made bling bling, I'm like a lighthouse
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So shut that ice in cause yee ain't iced out
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Pay attention closely, You niggaz can never roast me
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Cause the maker of the testerosta knows me
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Oh he so arrogant, the cocky kind
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But you always looking cause I'ma shine, thats right
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[Chorus]
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[Birdman]
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Loud pipes and big rims, nigga thats my life
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Come through the neighborhood with my homeboy price
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Lets get it understood, nigga thats my price
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Come through the neck of the woods, you be alright
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Cause I'm pimpin, I'm pimpin pimpin, I'm comin thru
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And I'm dippin, I'm dippin dippin, them 22s
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And they spinnin, they spinnin spinnin, them sprewells nigga
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them sprewells nigga, we makin mill nigga
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Don't need no introduction in this
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I have being greding every girl .trying to stay hood rich
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You can ask a nigga bout me, you know I'm bout my shit
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I was made by guerillas, raised the hot boy click
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Cause I'm the birdman and I'll do you something bad
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Have you heard man that I been slangin them slabs
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Thats my word man, I won't stunt nigga
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I won't gonna nigga, I'm gonna stunt nigga, One
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[Chorus]
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Get Your Shine On
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Baby AKA The #1 Stunna |