[BG]



Oh it's on now, we ridin' on chrome now,

Get'cha shine on Baby

This how we do it, it's all gravy

We layin' it down

That's how Ca$h Money Hot Boy$ play it,

That's how Uptown Hot Boy$ play it,

We gone lay it down



[First Verse - BG]



Washington and Freret on Sunday, they buck, jumpin

Niggas on seventeen stuntin', the second line's comin'

The Hot Girls out, the Hot Boy$ out

We in top of the line cars, Uptown boys out

For sixteen, I'm ridin' flyer than ya Daddy

I play a different car everyday, ya Daddy in the caddy

The fuckin' feds snatched me,

Picture they thought they had me

The B.G. shinin' so hard them dicksuckers tryin' to harass me

But they let me go, cause we way ahead and smarter

Keys come from overseas in a submarine under water

Still 'gon ride the Legend Monday, ride the Lex Tuesday

Ride the Benz Wednesday

Under the seat is the uzi

Ride the Camaro Thursday, Nine two nine Friday, Saturday,

50 shots set it off for niggas tryin to carjack me

Sunday I lay on Washington-uh with a fifth sippin' wine Holmes,

All week I gotta get my shine on



[Chorus - B.G.]

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

All day long Baby get his shine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

Seven days a week, I'ma get mine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on

You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes



[Second Verse - Baby]



Now all these cars, and all these broads

Nigga, I'm bout to get my shine on

Now I'm in Club Whispers wit a $10,000 bar tab

Hoes think I'm jokin', stupid hoes wanna laugh

I'm bout to lay my stunt down before I leave this bitch,

And one of you other niggas hoes gone suck my dick

Now every car I ride in got chrome on it homie

Got a mouth full of gold, to show Uptown soul

Plug hoes

And make more money independent, than a major nigga done went gold

I got a million dollar rang wit a 2 million dollar mouthpiece

And quick to lay a bitch on these satin silk sheets

Now nigga, Rufus Playin in the Lexus, Gangsta got a Q-5

If anyone of you broads know Baby know I like to ride fly

B.G. got a nine two nine, Mannie Fresh got a Camero and a seven thirty-five 

Now me Baby, big body Benz

Expedition, my black cat and my Lexus my friend

Now I could change a car for everyday of the week

And have a matching bitch in the passenger seat

Seven hundred Gs stashed away for my son

So when he grow up he can have a lil fun

I'm still sellin keys, stackin Gs on the D.L.

I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L.

Nigga I ain't no rapper, I'm a game spitter

Ten Gs a show,

On behalf of Penalty, Ca$h Money, Tommy Boy, Warner Brothers nigga



[Chorus]



[Third Verse - Mannie Fresh]



Can you fuck more bitches

Than the sea got fishes?

Can you do more hoes, than the Feds got snitches?

I ride Lexus land wit the TV playin

Gettin head, fuck a Fed with the phone in my hand

Nigga's gone shine, what you see is mine

Rolexes, went to Texas, Motorola, Alpine

Woodgrain Hummer, hoodrat plumber,

Hot Boys got toys, number one stunters

I know you bitches can't stand me

Lexus wit da candy

Blowin on blunts, sippin on Brandy

Now that's a good call

Papa cleaner than ya ever saw

929 wit the mirror bro

Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up

To Texas, get the wood with the good weed, bend it up

Ball 'til I fall, that's the job nigga

Cash Money, Hot Boy, number one mob figure



[Chorus]



[Fourth Verse - BG]



I like to look good, be sharp, on my side keep my iron on

Playa haters wanna steal ya when ya get your shine on

But fuck that, I'ma get mine on,

Chrome on the 929 wit my Primeco phone on

I'm a Hot Boy, hot girls I put the bone on

It ain't no secret, I'll bust ya dome Holmes,

B and Slim give me a 20 G loan

So I could get my roll on

I know my niggas ain't gone tell me hold on

They let me write the Cash Money check, they sign it

I cash it, I spend it

It's all good, we ride fly

Benz, Lex, Expedition

No doing bad, fulfillin dreams and wishes

Payin all my college hoes tuition

If I'm in a shootout, I got the red beam, I ain't missin

Face the ballistics, we got it like that, we earned it liked that

Worked for it like that, so we can shine like that



Chorus