Das EFX - Shine Lyrics
  • #
  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • E
  • F
  • G
  • H
  • I
  • J
  • K
  • L
  • M
  • N
  • O
  • P
  • Q
  • R
  • S
  • T
  • U
  • V
  • W
  • X
  • Y
  • Z
  • Send a Lyrics

    Shine

    above

    No doubt (no doubt), no doubt, ahh
    Sewer rats in ya area (feel that)
    (Worldwide) bout to make things scarier (No doubt)
    (Diggy Das) Diggy Das
    (Generation) Yo, yo, yo

    Intro/Chorus:

    If iggity-I shine then you shine
    E'rybody shine, niggity-nuttin but the money on the mind
    If I shine then you shine
    E'rybody shine, niggity-nuttin but the money on the mind
    If I shine then you shine
    E'rybody shine, niggity-nuttin but the money on the mind
    If I shine then you shine
    E'rybody shine, niggity-nuttin but the money on the mind

    Verse One: Dray

    Well iggity-ashes to ashes and dust to dust
    I'm miggity-makin all the money everytime I bust
    No fuss, fully blown, Benz fully chrome
    Flips celly phone, Diggy Das, once again it's on
    It's Dray Boogie, no rookie, a tough cookie
    Biggity-blow the spot everytime they book me
    The big boys we're makin big noise
    Biggity-bubblin and pushin big toys
    From the corner to the stage, front page
    Riggity-rockin the age, drop the john blaze
    So give a toast to the host, East Coast
    West Coast, this here's just a small dose
    Jump in the square this year, we take the whole pie
    No lie, the platinum and the gold eye
    Keep it jumpin, got the beat thumpin, pumpin
    Yiggity-yes y'all, I know one thing

    Chorus

    Verse Two: Skoob

    Yo, yo
    I pliggity-play the back like a NFL safety
    I wiggity-won't let the game break me even though the game's shaky
    And the players flaky, they niggity-need someone to boss em
    Set up my office now e'rybody flossin
    If niggas is hot, I'm ultraviolet
    If niggas is fly then I'm the pilot, friggity-frequent flier mileage
    Cash flowin, over throwin, motor rollin
    Play the low and keepin niggas not knowin, yo
    It's like the wind beneath my wing, everything that I sing
    Kid, I'mma bring, so let me do my thing
    Knock the bastard, smiggity-smack it out the park, right
    Sewer rats, tiggity-tales from the darkside archive

    Chorus

    Verse Three: Dray, Skoob

    Yo
    You buy the stocks off some sideblocks and buy Glocks to fight cops
    Buy spots, niggity-never ever ride jocks
    Bubblegoose, fat Benz, fat Timbs
    Fat ends, fat rings, biggity-best scams
    We got a fool-proof hustle, lotta muscle
    So miggity-make sure to put the money in the duffle

    Yo
    What's miggity-mines is yours and yours is mines
    If iggity-I shine then you shine, the crew shine
    You rock the Benz, son, I rock the Range
    Giggity-got nuttin to lose and e'rything to gain, I'm sayin
    Forget the pain and the struggle, and all the trouble
    Up in the jungle wit my man now we're seein double

    Chorus

    below

      Comments

    There is no comment.
    Leave a Comment
    *Your comment will be published after approval.