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Jimmy Choo
Shyne, Ashanti
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Yeah
Shyne, gang land, murder inc.
Haha
Alright, turn the beat up
I see you, ok
I see you ma, in your thoughsand doller weave
Master p style I'm on ya sleeve
Alright, jimmy shoo shoes on ya feet?
Shoot, right
Slide inside the spider
I know tired of guys who try to lie
To slide inside you
Forget about that, lets go
Forget about rap, I'm Po
I mean really, I been gettin money
Since niggas is rappin' for me
It's fast as shit
'Cause you don't look like, you got your head right
I just hope that you can give head right
Breezin' through XL, headlights
New York is mine, relax your mind
Ooh
Can't nobody
Do the things we do
And can't nobody
Touch me like you do
Can't nobody
Love me like you do
And can't nobody
Be like me and you
This is Me
I'm mostly respected
Ring down to the necklace
Some hos say I'm sexist
Cause all I wanna do is stuff coke in they breastes
Sit back, lift stakes, count money
In the zone, roll tha doe
Like this, come on
I need a prada chick
To take this dick, and take this script
And flick this shit, base this shit
We can go shopping and buy some things
Up in harry winston ma, try some rings
How you feel like you is prince di
So much cuts on your wrist
They could draw suiside
No lie, you aint heard?
Extensive trips, expensive rips
You ain't seen nothing like this
Not in your life
If I ain't that nigga, shit you fuckin right
Can't nobody
Do the things we do
And can't nobody
Touch me like u do
Can't nobody
Love me like you do
And can't nobody
Be like me and you
Who gon' cop them hos? (Po)
Who gon rock them clothes? (po)
Who gon' pop them fros? (Po)
Well I'm glad you know
No need to ask who holla'd
You ain't nada, me alotta
Shyne winton gotta
See you niggas in hell
Now lets prevail, feds on the tel
Just post bail, a million in cash
Now you know that ain't rappin' pimpin'
Please believe that
Body smoked like we was jus ganna clap em' up
That ain't enough? then why you backin up
Niggas talkin' real greesy on them rap records
Look I'm strip you naked, take ya necklace
Give it to my soldiers like "hold this"
Fuck you nigga you could never fool this
But anyway back to business
Lets play
One CPW come through
I like girls that like girls
That like girls that like furrs
Ok
Can't nobody
Do the things we do
And can't nobody
Touch me like you do
Can't nobody
Love me like you do
And can't nobody
Be like me and you