YO GOTTI

[Intro] Still struggling boy you already know Still shining in this motherfucker Yeah, yeah, okay you feel me nigga you feel me? Gotta shine for my momma everyday and every motherfucking way Taliban World nigga you feel me nigga? Fuck all that bullshit we coming straight for the top nigga Taking over the game nigga Souljah'd up boy, souljah love boy you feel me nigga? Fuck money but nigga still tryna get it you feel me nigga? It ain't shit nigga going rich just to get broke nigga fuck it Shine [Chorus] LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine, shine Look at the sunshine, aye, aye Then I count the money roll, pow-wow LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine, shine Look at the sunshine, aye, aye Then I count the money roll, pow-wow [Verse 1] Pow-wow 'Rari white whip, whip Motorola phone, had a flip, flip Money still twerk like a hood bitch Fuck getting money watch my teeth glist I need a goth hoe, what I mean Lil' shawty 16 slanging all that white shit 9 inch nail bitch hit licks LIL SUNSHYNE blunt 2 lips Young nigga, hotboy, too lit I need a 3rd ward chick with some lil' tits Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, Honda still whip 28 inch rims, yeah, they still glist Gold mouth daddy, teeth still glist Fuck a old hoe, I need a new bitch I'm a princess and a king, I need no bitch But shouts out to my damn goth bitch You know I love you even though it don't seem it Throwing 7s up, prayed up, fuck a demon Yeah, you hoes dog, yeah, I see you bitches scheming When I pull up, bitch, I'm already leaving [Chorus] LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine, shine Look at the sunshine, aye, aye Then I count the money roll, pow-wow LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine, shine Look at the sunshine, aye, aye Then I count the money roll, pow-wow [Verse 2] Stay countin' guap like a thot bitch LIL SUNSHYNE on the block, bitch Emo diamonds check my wrist, bitch New cellphone and a new bitch Pow-wow 'Rari shawty whip, whip [?] with a dope boy whip bitch Still smoke mid on my old shit Throwing 4s up let 'em know how we coming Shawty hit my phone like, "When you coming?" Motorola flip 'cause a young nigga hustling Beep, beep, engine runnin' Yo Gotti Hummer, look like it snowed or something Shawty slanging snow or something White teeth gold slugs for the summer Gotta shine up, yeah, nigga, for my momma I'm a baby, I gotta get a foreign Hummers [Chorus] LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine, shine Look at the sunshine, aye, aye Then I count the money roll, pow-wow LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine, shine Look at the sunshine, aye, aye Then I count the money roll, pow-wow