Rick Ross

Rick Ross - We Shinin' lyrics

rate me

I keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties

I keeps spittin the critics can not compare me

They put it simple I am Mr. Miami

And my lil' pistol will flip over ya?

We the best at best you doin failing

Straight finesse?

That's from sunset we rippin up Cali

Fuck the chips I dip nigga?

Now I'm runnin from the ghetto bird

I got food on my stomach from the ghetto birds

All I use are my ghetto words

I'm the mayor in the hood on the ghetto terms

I'm a get money I'm a flash dough

Unique whips will cash grow

I'm a keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties

Dead presidents are runnin my family

Every dollar I get keeps me stuntin

Kanye and these hoes tellin me nothin

I'm a keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties

I put a hit on a nigga head?

Every dollar I get keeps me shinin

I spend a million dollars nigga just in diamonds

I done fucked every dime up in diamonds

This for them d-boys gettin money shinin

Am I talkin for police because I puff weed

'Lotta artists some recorded as a puffy

Like a pimp I'm a skip, past the?

Like a pimp order, pimp I import her

Every dime you give a note that's a pimp quarter

'Cause every time she deliver like a pimp taught her

She ain't married to the game just a pimp daughter

Every Benz that I gain I get the limb harder

What the fuck you niggas know about loyalty

Huh cause nigga you the fuss

Tell 'em what I said like I really give a fuck

And that big foot hoe needed the hood

Derrick Henderson still sellin his car

Smelled his ass no ross just bought another garage

Yeah, yeah they wanna be the boss

But bitch niggaz get twist in the cross

I'm the best

Every dollar I get keeps me stuntin

Kanye and these hoes tellin me nothin

I'm a keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties

I put a hit on a nigga head?

Every dollar I get keeps me shinin

I spend a million dollars nigga just in diamonds

I done fucked every dime up in diamonds

This for them d-boys gettin money shinin

Thinkin bout my bitch Kandice

Kandice was also romantic

Club grave, yeah I had cha both

While I made lil' Crissy roll up my smoke

Boss I need more champagne

? piece niggaz know my chain

Yeah I'm a millionaire you wanna hold my chain

You could get a lil' pussy nigga hold my name

Ross yeah I go a long way

Well paid, babygirl let the song play

I'm lookin for the next topmodel

Gimme head on Youtube and then pop bottles

Every dollar I get keeps me stuntin

Kanye and these hoes tellin me nothin

I'm a keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties

I put a hit on a nigga head?

Every dollar I get keeps me shinin

I spend a million dollars nigga just in diamonds

I done fucked every dime up in diamonds

This for them d-boys gettin money shinin

Shinin you feel me

Shout out to that hole motherfuckin 3-0-5 M.I.Yayo

Maybach Music, nigga

I am the C-E-O and we are sucka free, nigga

Ya niggaz, yeah we used to pay ya charge and car notes, nigga

We showed ya niggaz love ya feel me

But know it's time to stand on ya own two feet, nigga

It's like I fronted you a bird and you came back with two ounces, nigga

'The fuck you think this is this Triple C, nigga

Yeah like I said, baby

I got ten keys on my wrist so have you the D.E.A. tell 'em that

Boss

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