Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shine, artist - Jadakiss. Album song Kiss Of Death, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ruff Ryders
Song language: English
Shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me grind |
They don’t wanna see me get it |
They don’t wanna see me live |
Ask these niggas why you trippin'? |
Why you all up in my time? |
Niggas go hate |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
Say they don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
They don’t wanna see me shine |
We gon' shine anyway, believe that |
It’s David Blake nigga (yeah) |
Gotta kick my feet up for snicks |
Tell you 'bout my grind and why I be here for a minute |
They be on my time and that’s just somethin' I can’t play wit' |
They just see me doin' it |
Been 'round these different places, yeah |
Nigga we don’t know whatchu been on |
I don’t ever trust nobody, you can kick it on my phone |
You gon' always see me shine cause I been beamin' in that |
I just know my time is comin', you gotta get wit' it |
Too fly, yeah she immature, two eyes wit' a great view |
Blessed niggas, should I bless you? |
Got my cape on to the rescue |
Save them hoes I won’t do that |
I been ridin' clean, you shoulda knew that |
I blow up, don’t get blew back |
And that’s real shit I spit two facts |
This is what I’m on, this is who I am |
I just be flyin' wide-awake at 2 am |
They don’t wanna see me shine, well that’s okay |
These niggas ain’t stoppin' me and you know what? |
George Foreman microphone, this that German shit |
The hoes hit me on it, make me wanna sperm and spit |
So they treat me like a permin' kid |
I straighten them hoes out |
And make them hookers earn this dick |
I’m a feng shui nigga |
Get me in the club, I’m a rum-straight nigga |
It ain’t no problem totin' champagne bottles |
Now cork 'em all and toast 'em to the player on the grottle |
Porsche, I’m in the backseat, too much room for my feet |
The benefit to when the DJ’s the chef, anytime we go eat |
I chop these niggas and cut 'em |
Step on they shoe and headbutt 'em |
I’m gangsta like no wanksta’s like |
We don’t think alike so nigga fuck 'em |
I’m shinin' all through my gold |
An archi-pimp and I’m cold |
If I like it then I love it |
If I look good in it, you need to wrap the bitch cause I’m sold |
But you say |
Thinkin' |
Hatin' |
Plottin' |
Well if you case me wit' it, then you ain’t gon' get it |
Niggas green with envy, you a toad |