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lirik lagu yo gotti – sickboyrari

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[intro]
still struggling boy you already know
still shining in this motherf*cker
yeah, yeah, okay you feel me n*gga you feel me?
gotta shine for my momma everyday and every motherf*cking way
taliban world n*gga you feel me n*gga?
f*ck all that bullsh*t we coming straight for the top n*gga
taking over the game n*gga
souljah’d up boy, souljah love boy you feel me n*gga?
f*ck money but n*gga still tryna get it you feel me n*gga?
it ain’t sh*t n*gga going rich just to get broke n*gga f*ck it
shine
[chorus]
lil shyne
lil shyne i let my wrist shine
shine i got the sunshine, aye, aye
then i count the money roll
[?]
lil shyne
lil shyne i let my wrist shine
shine i got the sunshine, aye, aye
then i count the money roll
[?]

[verse 1]
[?] ‘rari white whip whip
motorola phone had the flip flip
money still twerk like a hood b*tch
f*ck getting money watch my t**th glist
i need a goth hoe with a mean
lil shawty 16 slanging on that white sh*t
9 inch nail b*tch hit l!cks
lil sunshyne blunt 2 lips
young n*gga horror boy 2 lips
i need a 3rd ward chick with some lil tits
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt honda still whip
28 inch rims yeah they still glist
gold mouth daddy t**th still glist
f*ck a old hoe i need a new b*tch
i’m a princess and a king i need no b*tch
but shouts out to my d*mn goth b*tch
you know i love you we been through it throwing s*m*n
throwing 7s up prayed up f*ck a demon
yeah you hoes thug yeah i see you b*tches scheming
when i pull up b*tch i’m already leaving
[chorus]
lil shyne
lil shyne i let my wrist shine
shine i got the sunshine, aye, aye
then i count the money roll
[?]
lil shyne
lil shyne i let my wrist shine
shine i got the sunshine, aye, aye
then i count the money roll
[?]

[verse 2]
stay count guap like a thug b*tch
lil sunshyne on the block b*tch
emo diamonds check my wrist b*tch
new cellphone and a new b*tch
[?] ‘rari shawty whip whip
[?] with a dope boy whip b*tch
still smoke mid on my old sh*t
throwing 4s up let them know how we coming
shawty hit my phone like “when you coming?”
motorola flip ’cause a young n*gga hustling
beep beep it’s [?]
yo gotti hummer look like it snowed or something
shawty slanging snow or something
white t**th gold slugs for the summer
gotta shine up yeah n*gga for my momma
i’m a baby i gotta get a foreign hummers
[chorus]
lil shyne
lil shyne i let my wrist shine
shine i got the sunshine, aye, aye
then i count the money roll
[?]
lil shyne
lil shyne i let my wrist shine
shine i got the sunshine, aye, aye
then i count the money roll
[?]

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