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Nike Aurr's & Crispy Tee's by Chingyالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Nike Aurr's & Crispy Tee's by Chingy

     

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[Chorus]
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I'm rollin through the hood
Playas watch me cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I'm shinin' I'm fresh pearl bodies in a crispy tee
Love to hate me 'cause you know I'm gonna
Shine, shine, shine

Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night

I shine like Neptune, Venus, and Mars in ya face in ya state
In and outta cars, interstate, win a date with one of my broads
But you gotta hate a bitch before she gets your dick hard
That's what shinin' about and when you get the hoe
You can tear her linin out, what you whinin' about
You want the presence of pimpin', I'm walkin' while limpin'
And holdin' on the drink that I'm sippin', I'm flippin' the script an'
I'm slidin' while I'm dippin' my whip in, out of traffic
It's so drastic, boombastic, this shits a hit, Jadakiss
Matter fact nephew this bitch is a classic, pass this
Ayo locie loc' let's blow some dope, better yet lets go for dough
Hoe for hoe, I'm so fa sho, and so low and sensational
You know how I do it

[Chorus]

Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night

Now wuts the haps on the bottle caps I want a snow bunny
I'm Rick James bitch I got fasho money and I ain't hatin' for nothin'
But it be so funny cowards be wantin' see me with my eyes and nose runny
I got nails and burbs while you got pounds of curbs, and one of us got a play
Basically around the burbs I'm fittin' like a Lego block, you bullshittin'
While I'm sittin' in an eight o drop, these suckaz tell me keep it gangsta
But they don't know, when they ain't lookin' I be doin' population control
Then I'm lookin' for a breezy with a whole lotta soul so I can have a malfunction in my wardrobe
To not the jada with the ??, its the Jada with the fo' fifth, clutchin' on the fifth
With Snoop be in the front and his ***elry shinin' all through his clothes and little tigger's
In the back on the low, but I still shine though

[Chorus]

Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night

Uh ya, uh like a African diamond that's deeper than rappin' and rhymin'
Success happens with timin', over here I'm doin' low with the punk
When I'm over there I'm in the low low with my unc and all the bitches
Lookin' for us but I ain't lookin' for puss, right now ma I'm lookin' for cush
And I'm strapped with the pound and ?? shoes, cackies, T shirts
Uh uh after my surrounding, air force ones, jeans, city lab
A fitted that's when I'm back in the town and don't get it confused
I'm proud to be gone, be home in a year with duffel bags out on the lawn
So much money my *****z be countin' it wrong, so many hits
I can't keep count of the songs and we still grindin', stainless still nine
And ya'll still hate but we still shinin' let's go

[Chorus]

Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night
Shine, shine, shine

Writer : HOWARD BAILEY, PAUL POLI
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SPENCOW WEST PUBLISHING

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