Limpa

Yeah 
We gon go old school 
Ya know what I'm sayin 
If you from where I'm from 
Ya know what I'm talkin bout 
the way we do this here 
this is a cash money classic 
and I feel couldnt nobody do it the way ima do it 
ya know what I'm sayin 
so, here we go world, I'm bringin it to your world from my world 
ya know what I'm talkin bout look I say 

[Chorus: Baby] 
Get your shine on [x3] 
So nigga stop hatin' 
Get your shine on [x3] 
You know we gonna make it 
Get your shine on [x3] 
So nigga stop hatin' 
Get your shine on [x3] 
You know we gonna make it 

[Baby] 
In one you trust, the neighborhood is us 
And everything that I ride is 22s and up 
And everytime that I slide, you know I'm platinum plus 
Make the hood understand that we trying to come up 
24s on trucks, just the neighborhood lust 
Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming up 
Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shine 
So how ya love that people? Everybody on the grind 
And these projects cuts ya, ya hood rich livin lavish 
Those 14s, you know we had to have it 
Once upon a time it was nothing but madness 
Hustling right in front of my mama, Ms. Gladys 
Chasin paper paper chasin, look thats all we know 
Comin through the neighborhood on them 24s 
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more 
Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know One 

[Chorus] 

[Lil Wayne] 
They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest 
That be that Cash Money Piece, flow rest in the deck 
I'ma specialest vet, No testin the best 
Be in class, no pencil, no test on the desk 
I'll make ya mouthpiece so beast like Delereese 
I'm from the south streets of beast like Lil' Weezie 
F baby for the team I rep daily 
I come to the defense like Champ Bailey, I'm gone wit it 
A chrome kitted, A foam pit in the back of it 
Phony tittie bitches come home with me, get the business 
I made bling bling, I'm like a lighthouse 
So shut that ice in cause he ain't iced out 
Pay attention closely, You niggaz can never roast me 
Cause the maker of the testerosta knows me 
Oh hes so arrogant, the cocky kind 
But you always looking cause I'ma shine, thats right 

[Chorus] 

[Baby] 
Loud mics and big rims, nigga thats my life 
Come through the neighborhood with my homeboy price 
Lets get it understood, nigga thats my price 
Come through the neck of the woods, you be alright 
Cause I'm pimpin, I'm pimpin pimpin, I'm comin thru 
And I'm dippin, I'm dippin dippin, them 22s 
And they spinnin, they spinnin spinnin, them sprewells nigga 
them sprewells nigga, we makin mail nigga 
Don't need no introduction in this 
I can grind in every ghetto, trying to stay hood rich 
You can ask a nigga bout me, you know I'm bout my shit 
I was made by guerillas, raised the hot boy click 
Cause I'm the birdman and I'll do you something bad 
You heard man that I been slangin them slacks 
Thats my word man, I won't stunt nigga 
I won't stunt nigga, I'm gonna stunt nigga, One 

[Chorus]