t you shine tonight, in the face of the light? with you on my mind, i can make it through, make it through the night won't you shine and shine tonight
mines, you know Uptown, big time, doing time You know, Harley Davis baby Cash Money is what pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby Black, gold, hundred
yo Nelly Let's do this At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' Black tip back count double digit thousand stacks At last I'm literally loungin' Black
Such a strange pre-occupation Such a strange peculiar breed How it's shining in its armour Made of gold and made of steel It can strike a chord inside
on chill Laidback with the Alize, merely's conceal Conversatin' like some whore pimps caught in the mix Wasn't taught shit stressed out supportin' your bitch Let the eyes shine
hand Watchin' flies and children on the street And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile There's a little boy who wants to shine
type ass nigga like tony Mercedes And will work every last muscle off in your body like Billy Blanky Hanky panky, where did you get your gold grill '
[Verse 1: Black Thought] Knocked up 9 months ago And what she finna have she don't know She want neo-soul, this hip-hop is old She don't want no rock-
I'd free all my sons, I love 'em, love 'em, baby Black diamonds an' pearls, could it be If you could be mine, we'd both shine? If I ruled the world,
Willie Hutch, right on we superfly Made Gucci this shit, Louis too, suits and ties Player trophies, pray to Goldie Picture wax museums full of Black
You better count your money Ghetto cowboy The name is Krayzie 'Big Bad Ass' Bone Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole Along with some cash Even
found it muthafucker Yes All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses shoveling that devil?s angel up they noses never let jail turn my shine into Moses
What am I?) I'm yo' young pimp (What else?) Baby yo' boss (What else?) I'm that candy red paint that shine and gloss (Ya dig?) I'm yo'supafly (Ya dig?) Yo Black
world we livin' in Aiyyo as the world turns from life we learn The more money you earn, the more money to burn Make the sum, 'cuz everything that glitters ain't gold
the flow Cash don't make it, put it on hold Stand back and watch the bitch go gold (Candy paint, sittin on low) Headlights shine, blowing for a hoe You
on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw Two at me I threw fo' back, hold that Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac' Dame had the Lex black
