Представляем точный текст композиции "Get Your Shine On!!" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста B. Gizzle . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Get Your Shine On!!» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую B. Gizzle передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
B. Gizzle - "Get Your Shine On!!"
Lyrics to Get Your Shine On!! : [BG] Oh its on now, we ridin on chrome now, Getcha shine on Baby This how we do it, its all gravy We layin it down Thats how Ca$h Money Hot Boy$ play it, Thats how Uptown Hot Boy$ play it, We gone lay it down [First Verse - BG] Washington and Freret on Sunday, they buck, jumpin Niggas on seventeen stuntin, the second lines comin The Hot Girls out, the Hot Boy$ out We in top of the line cars, Uptown boys out For sixteen, Im ridin flyer than ya Daddy I play a different car everyday, ya Daddy in the caddy The fuckin feds snatched me, Picture they thought they had me The B.G. shinin so hard them dicksuckers tryin to harass me But they let me go, cause we way ahead and smarter Keys come from overseas in a submarine under water Still gon ride the Legend Monday, ride the Lex Tuesday Ride the Benz Wednesday Under the seat is the uzi Ride the Camaro Thursday, Nine two nine Friday, Saturday, 50 shots set it off for niggas tryin to carjack me Sunday I lay on Washington-uh with a fifth sippin wine Holmes, All week I gotta get my shine on [Chorus - B.G.] Get your shine on, get your shine on All day long, Ima get mine on Get your shine on, get your shine on All day long Baby get his shine on Get your shine on, get your shine on Seven days a week, Ima get mine on Get your shine on, get your shine on You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes [Second Verse - Baby] Now all these cars, and all these broads Nigga, Im bout to get my shine on Now Im in Club Whispers wit a $10,000 bar tab Hoes think Im jokin, stupid hoes wanna laugh Im bout to lay my stunt down before I leave this bitch, And one of you other niggas hoes gone suck my dick Now every car I ride in got chrome on it homie Got a mouth full of gold, to show Uptown soul Plug hoes And make more money independent, than a major nigga done went gold I got a million dollar rang wit a 2 million dollar mouthpiece And quick to lay a bitch on these satin silk sheets Now nigga, Rufus Playin in the Lexus, Gangsta got a Q-5 If anyone of you broads know Baby know I like to ride fly B.G. got a nine two nine, Mannie Fresh got a Camero and a seven thirty-five Now me Baby, big body Benz Expedition, my black cat and my Lexus my friend Now I could change a car for everyday of the week And have a matching bitch in the passenger seat Seven hundred Gs stashed away for my son So when he grow up he can have a lil fun Im still sellin keys, stackin Gs on the D.L. I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L. Nigga I aint no rapper, Im a game spitter Ten Gs a show, On behalf of Penalty, Ca$h Money, Tommy Boy, Warner Brothers nigga [Chorus] [Third Verse - Mannie Fresh] Can you fuck more bitches Than the sea got fishes' Can you do more hoes, than the Feds got snitches' I ride Lexus land wit the TV playin Gettin head, fuck a Fed with the phone in my hand Niggas gone shine, what you see is mine Rolexes, went to Texas, Motorola, Alpine Woodgrain Hummer, hoodrat plumber, Hot Boys got toys, number one stunters I know you bitches cant stand me Lexus wit da candy Blowin on blunts, sippin on Brandy Now thats a good call Papa cleaner than ya ever saw 929 wit 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, thats the job nigga Cash Money, Hot Boy, number one mob figure [Chorus] [Fourth Verse - BG] I like to look good, be sharp, on my side keep my iron on Playa haters wanna steal ya when ya get your shine on But fuck that, Ima get mine on, Chrome on the 929 wit my Primeco phone on Im a Hot Boy, hot girls I put the bone on It aint no secret, Ill bust ya dome Holmes, B and Slim give me a 20 G loan So I could get my roll on I know my niggas aint gone tell me hold on They let me write the Cash Money check, they sign it I cash it, I spend it Its all good, we ride fly Benz, Lex, Expedition No doing bad, fulfillin dreams and wishes Payin all my college hoes tuition If Im in a shootout, I got the red beam, I aint 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 Chorus [ Get Your Shine On!! Lyrics ]
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