Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Millionaires
So it there

Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a Rolls Royce
That's seven cars, everyday I got a choice

On my way to pick up Joyce, she be me moist
me head while she hummin', she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big ass
She ride a dick too, make me cum fast

I like them modelin' bitches, I love swallowin' bitches
them hoes headed at, I'm 'bout to follow them bitches
(Let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a poke

I'm a you what it is not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have Fendi, mama you can Prada
All you gotta do is break a off proper
You could be with your man, I ain't stop ya

From my head down to my
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my baby
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it it's gone
know when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

And the be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can me in an aqua range, squattin' things
them twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond

More colors than the game says go, 'hind me
And mami on she told me "I'm a lez"
And she ain't like too of dick
But give the bombest head, and so I took it

But bitch I got family, don't your pussy anyway
OK, let's talk this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats I'm a fuckin' vegetarian
Niggas play, I them, y'all already knowin'

I up my arm and bitches thought it started snowin
See I'm a keep it goin, Big Tymin, you me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my wait, don't think they heard me
I say dog I got cake everyday my birthday

From my head to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty-two's check my mamma
Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til it's gone
Don't when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my life is the

I'ma Hot Boy, that's name brand and top of the
Ride fly daily, all year 'round I
Ain't a nigga and they mama gonna me dog
through on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

Glock cocked for haters tryna me dog
'em so low, they geezy, don't shock me dog
Well get the fuck, on out the way
And let B.G. ease down the shinin'

Let the diamonds and the jewelry light up
Each piece of I own, I ice it up
You don't wanna put vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we 'em up

television, Dreamcast, DVDs
Nice sounds, buttons, it's
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya

From my head down to my
Skirtin' on twenty check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know when I'm home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

I'm a stunt 'til I die, so you respect it
Cause try testin' is gonna be restin
I'm a young millionaire, Hot Boy, Turk
Bling blingin' everyday, plus I got
(Bling)

like me stay in the cut twenty four/seven
Steady stackin' my ends on dubs, four/seven
Every car you you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big

Love to floss, no secret
Niggas steady block, can't take nothin' from us
Young nigga, a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're nice"

They on fire, must be them Hot Boys
You motherfuckin' right, you think this not
Better think twice, get it dog
you recognize, we got it on lock for all

From my head down to my
Skirtin' on twenty two's my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
know when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank my life is the shit

From my down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
know when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

Uhh, uhh, uhh huh uh
(Oh shit)
2001, my life is the shit, know
(Lemme see that)
I'm representing, spit it
(Bling)

As long as they make that shit I'ma break shit
Ya heard me? It's like that; believe
This year; fuck it I it befo' and I meant it
I'm buyin' me a city, New Mannie, Louisiana ya you, ohh