Kool G Rap

Kool G Rap - Can't Stop The Shine songtekst

Je score:

[missjones]
 Don't you know that G Rap's straight thuggin
 And you know you can't stop the shine

 [Kool G Rap]
 Uhh  uhh
 Kool G Rap  Underworld  Illville

 (Whatcha gonna do  whatcha gonna do?)
 Whattup  whattup  whattup

 Uhh  uhh
 Daddy Bigbucks  got the forty five cal' tucked
 Giovanni style tux  see the Cristal erupt
 Be up at the bar what? Diamonds  carved and cut
 The sluts get starstruck wonder if the car's what
 the new BM, rimmed up, the Navigator truck
 Feet be like skinned up in only gator stuff
 For fly mami get hemmed up, she got the Jada cuts
 These cats pushin they lens up, they can't hate enough
 They countin what I spend up, already made enough
 to live plush, you must eat out a fat plate of mush
 Got what you lust, the Bulgari smothered with slush
 Yours covered with rust, diamonds studded with dust
 Mine flooded with crush, rides big as a bus
 Thirty-two plus, what can you and your crew do to us
 but look in disgust, plot to seize the shinin sea
 From coppin the V-T-W-E-L-V-E
 Pissed off at G's but we don't believe in knockin knees
 We cock and squeeze, and leave some shit shot and breeze
 Attractin these chicks mixed, black and japanese
 And slappin these nitwits, with fat stacks of G's
 Bag your rat, she should lack, grabbin the back of threes
 On her knees, see more semen than all the seven seas
 She goldminin, lookin for new fashion designin
 Rings with rocks blindin cause my world started shinin, uhh

 Chorus: missjones and G Rap

 [mj] Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do?
 [GR] When you see mines and can't stop the shine
 Sippin wine from up a little grapevine
 Too much ice up on the wrist to tell the time
 [mj] Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do?
 [GR] When you see me up in the 6 with a dime
 Yeah, chicks of all kinds, mad concubines
 Will you cock the nine and sneak me from behind?

 [Kool G Rap]
 My jet leaves, down to the beaches in the West Keys
 With jet skis, only sex G's, with S-E's
 and Lex G-S-3's, cheese to bless G
 Baguettes be the ice makin my neck and chest freeze
 Vietnamese, Tibetan G's with wet beads
 in sets of three, breasts in 3-D that slept with me
 The sexy, beauty of the week of the ? G's
 Bangladesh G's, on the other side of the Red Sea
 The lefty, sippin Remi inside the Pepsi
 Jew-els shinin, holdin down what you fell behind in
 Mink shit with silk linin, penetrate right through
 your hymen, handle a nine like I'm Lex Diamond
 Organized crimin, bank rolls yeah we get those
 Fly clothes, slip those, spot foes then we hit those
 The whole click glow, click the sickoes
 with the chick-o's, hit the ones with the six-oh's
 Hollow tops spit those, let the dough pile
 Leave no profile, drama wild leave you layin Castellano style
 with ? llama cows, whole click be kinda wild
 On a mission, get the death kiss end up missin

 Chorus w/ variations to end
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Illstreet / Downlow

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1998

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Roots of Evil (1998)

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