Get Ur Shine On Lyrics - Birdman

(Birdman intro) 

Yeah 

We gon' go old school 

Ya know what I'm sayin 

If you from where I'm from 

Ya know what I'm talkin' 'bout 

The way we do this here 

This is a Cash Money classic 

And I feel couldn't nobody do it the way I'mma do it 

Ya know what I'm sayin' 

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

Ya know what I'm talkin' 'bout look I say 

(Chorus:Birdman) 

Get your shine on {3x} 

So nigga stop hatin' 

Get your shine on {3x} 

You know we gonna make it 

Get your shine on {3x} 

So nigga stop hatin' 

Get your shine on {3x} 

You know we gonna make it 

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(Birdman verse 1) 

In one you trust, the neighborhood is us 

And everything that I ride is 22s and up 

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

Make the hood understand that we trying to come up 

24s on trucks, just the neighborhood lust 

Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming up 

'Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shine 

So how ya love that people? Everybody on the grind 

And these projects cuts ya, ya hood rich livin' lavish 

Those 14s, you know we had to have it 

Once upon a time it was nothing but magic 

Hustling right in front of my mama, Ms. Gladys 

Chasin' paper paper chasin', look that's all we know 

Comin' through the neighborhood on them 24s 

Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more 

Fast money, Cash Money, that's all I know one 

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(Chorus) 

(Lil'Wayne verse 2) 

They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest 

That be that Cash Money piece, flow rest in the deck 

I'mma specialist vet, no testin' the best 

Be in class, no pencil, no test on the desk 

I'll make ya mouthpiece so beast like Delereese 

I'm from the south streets of beast like Lil' Weezy 

F Baby for the team I rep daily 

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

A chrome kitted, A foam pit in the back of it 

Phony tittie bitches come home with me, get the business 

I made bling bling, I'm like a lighthouse 

So tuck ya ice in 'cause ye ain't iced out 

Pay attention closely, you niggaz can never roast me 

'Cause the maker of the Testarossa knows me 

Oh he so arrogant, the cocky kind 

But you always looking 'cause I'mma shine, that's right 

(Chorus) 

(Birdman verse 3) 

Loud mics and big rims, nigga thats my life 

Come through the neighborhood with my homeboy Price 

Let's get it understood, nigga that's my price 

Come through the neck of the woods, you be alright 

'Cause I'm pimpin', I'm pimpin' pimpin', I'm comin' thru 

And I'm dippin', I'm dippin' dippin', them 22s 

And they spinnin', they spinnin' spinnin', them Sprewells nigga 

Them Sprewells nigga, we makin' mail nigga 

Don't need no introduction in this 

I can grind in every ghetto, trying to stay hood rich 

You can ask a nigga 'bout me, you know I'm bout my shit 

I was made by guerillas, raised the hot boy click 

'Cause I'm the Birdman and I'll do you something bad 

You heard man that I been slangin' them slacks 

Thats my word man, I gon' stunt nigga 

I gon' stunt nigga, I'm gon' stunt nigga, one 

(Chorus)