Jimmy Choo lyrics
Song information
Artist: Shyne Album: Godfather Buried Alive
Lyrics
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[Ashanti] Oooooh yeahhhh. hooo hooo hooo hooo... hooo yeahhh
[Shyne] Alright, turn the beat up I see you Ok
I see ya ma In ya 1000 dollar weave, masterpiece Diamond face on ya sleeve, pell ma nay Waist petite, alright! Jimmy choo shoes on ya feet, fit you right Slide in the side the spida I know you tired of guys that try to lie to slide inside ya Forget about that, lets go Forget about rap, I'm po I mean really I been gettin money since niggas is rappin frontin Fast and shit Cause you look like you got ya head right I just hope that you can give head right Racin through eggshell headlights New york is mine relax ya mind
[Hook: ashanti] Ha ha haaa haa Can't nobody Do them things we do Can't nobody Touch me like you do Can't nobody Love me like you do Can't nobody Be like me and you
This is me Im mostly respected, uh Ring down to the necklace, uh uh Some hoes say I'm sexist Cause all I wanna do is stuff coke in their dresses Sit back with stacks, count money in the zone, pull the thong Like bitch come on, uh I need a prada chick to take this dick and take this brick and bake this shit; Basic shit We can go shoppin and buy some things Up in harry winston ma try some rings I have you feelin like you was princess di So much cuts on your wrist think you try suicide No lie you ain't heard Extensive trips Expensive whips You ain't see nothing like this not in ya life If I ain't that nigga shit we look alike
[Hook]
Who gon cop them hoes? Po! Who gon rock them gloves? Po! Who gon pop them fours? Po! Well I'm glad you know You don't need to ask who hotter You notta, me lava shyne wayne you gotta See you niggas in hell Lets prevail Feds on the tail Just post bail Million cash Now you know that ain't rappin pimpin Please believe that Its how you smoke like his Chest when I clap 'em up That ain't enough, then back 'em up Niggaz talking real greasy on them rap records Like I wont strip ya naked and take ya necklace Give it to my soldiers like, 'hold this' Fuck you nigga, you can never fold this But anyway, to my bitches let's play One cpw come through I like girls, I like girls that like girls that like furs, okay
[Hook]
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"Godfather Buried Alive" album track list
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