(feat. Lil' Wayne)



[Baby Talking]

Yeah, we gon' go, old school, you know what i'm saying

If you from where i'm from you know what i'm talkin about

When we do this here, this a cash money classic (classic nigga)

And I felt, can't nobody do it, the way i'ma do it

You know what i'm saying

So, here we go world, i'm bringin it to your world from my world

You know what i'm talking bout..



Look, i said 



[hook x2: Baby]

Get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on (so niggaz stop hating)

Get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on (you know we gon' make it)



[Verse 1: Baby]

I god we trust, the neighborhood it us

And everything that I ride is 22's and up 

And everytime that I slide you know i'm platinum plus

(Lac - Make the hood understand that we trying to come up)

24's on trucks, just the neighborhood lust

Tell lil one be cool, everybody coming up

Cuz everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shyne

(so how u luv that people ?) 

Everbody on the grind

In these project cuts, ya hood rich living lavish

Louis the 14, you know we had to have it

Once upon a time it was nothing but madness

Hustled right in front of my momma ms. gladys

Chasing paper, paper chasing man thats all we know

Coming thru the neighborhood on them 24's

Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand (nigga up it some mo')

Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know (one)



[Hook: Baby (Lil Wayne in background)]

Get yo shyne on (OH), get yo shyne on (Yeah), get yo shyne on (OH) (so niggaz stop hating) (Yeah)

Get yo shyne on (OH), get yo shyne on (OH), get yo shyne on (YEAH) (you know we gon' make it) (YEAH)

Get yo shyne on (JR), get yo shyne on (Uh JR), get yo shyne on (uh JR) (so niggaz stop hating) (uh J, Uh J, Uh JR)

Get yo shyne on (Its JR), get yo shyne on (Its JR), get yo shyne on (Its JR) (you know we gon' make it) (The Carter !)



[Verse 2: 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 dept

I'm a specialist vet, no testin the best

I be in class, no pencil, no test on the desk

I make ya, mouth piece so beast like Della Reece

I'm from the south streets are beast like Little Wheezy,

F Baby for the team I rep daily

I come to the defence like Champ Bailey I'm gone wit it

I chrome kitted, A phone pit in the back of it

Phoney titty bitches come home with me get the business

I made bling-bling, i'm like a lighthouse

So tuck that ice in, cuz he ain't iced out

Pay attention closely you niggaz can never roast me 

Cuz the maker of the testarossa knows me, oh he's 

So arrogant, the cocky kind

But you always looking cuz I'm shyne 

Thats right



[Hook x2: Baby]

Get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on (so niggaz stop hating)

Get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on, get yo shyne on (you know we gon' make it)



[Verse 3: Baby]

Loud pipes and big rims nigga thats my life

Coming thru the neighborhood with my homeboy Price 

Lets get it understood nigga thats my price

(come thru the neck of the woods you'll be ight)

Cuz I'm pimpin, I'm pimpin pimpin

I'm coming thru and I'm dippin, I'm dippin dippin, them 22's

And they spinnin, they spinnin spinnin

(Them spreewells nigga, them spreewells nigga, we making mills nigga)

Nigga, don't need no introduction in this

And I've been grindin every ghetto tryin' to stay hood rich

And you can ask a nigga bout me know I'm bout my chips

(I was Made by Guerillas, raised the Hot Boy clique)

Cuz I'm the birdman (brrrrrrrrrrr)

And I'll do ya something bad, have you heared man

That I been slangin them slabs thats my word man

I wont stunt nigga (wont stunt nigga)

I'm gon stunt nigga (I'm gon stunt nigga)

I'm gon stunt nigga (stunt nigga)

ONE 



[Hook x2: Baby]



So niggaz stop hating 



You Know we gon' make it (make it)