Shine

(Girl, break it down, break it down, break it down Now, break it down, break it down, break it down) [Verse 1: Pricetag] Microphone check two, mic check one Gotta clique of real niggas in my section A solid girl with no baggage, I still ain't met one I see all of you rappers as my step sons I called my last girl and told her be my next one She say pull up on her, touch up on her wet one And I had a pack of condoms but fucked around forgot 'em Gotta stop at 7/11 to get some, FUCK! All I know is 'ball till I fall', ho Walk around ten band in my cargo You niggas still stressed 'bout your car note I'mma fuck around and buy Wells Fargo I walk up in this thing a hundred deep I gotta get it, ain't no sleeping Cause I got a son to feed, some of her and some of me That's a simple summary, they talk behind my back because they know they ain't in front of me Me fall is what they want to see! My momma said... [Hook] Pray, for them niggas that hate They just wanna be in your place but them niggas ain't you Cause them niggas ain't real Wile on them niggas, put on all them chains And shine on, shine on Shine on them niggas (What it ain't, what it is) Shine on them niggas (What it ain't, what it is) Shine on them niggas (What it ain't, what it is) Shine on, shine on Shine on them niggas (What it ain't, what it is) Shine on them niggas (What it ain't, what it is) Shine on them niggas (What it ain't, what it is) Shine on, shine on [Bridge] Bad bitches do you need that I give it to you if you need that I got it for you if you need that I put it down if you need that Tell me do you need that Bad bitches do you need that I got it for you if you need that Let me know if you need that [Skit] Ice Cube: Aye, so what's with you and that chicken head? Chris Tucker: Oh man, she say she look like Janet Jackson Ice Cube: You lucky [Verse 2: Oktane] I'm watching the sun rise in New York And you just now leaving the club out in Cali Wondering if this three hour difference gon be the reason That you chose up while you out there in the valley Cause we all know boy these hoes be choosy And if the money right, then you won't be bougie Why you at the studio you don't do music I tell you I love you and you telling me to prove it, listen! These niggas hating on me, your girlfriends want me And bad decisions always make for the best stories And I don't know what you want from me Because you the one I'm trying to wake up to every damn morning And the people bout to know, they all bout to see us So valet the cars far away from the Prius Rap game didn't know it but it need us If we told you what we did last summer, wouldn't believe us But my momma said... [Hook + Bridge]