Get Your Shine On Songtext
von B.G. feat. Big Tymers

(Shine) oh, it′s on now (shine on), we ridin' on chrome now (17s, 18s)
Get your shine on, Baby
This how we do it, it′s all gravy (shine)
We layin' it down
That's how Cash Money Hot Boys play it (shine)
That′s how Uptown Hot Boys play it (Uptown)
We gon′ lay it down (shine)

Washington and Ferret, on Sunday, they buck, jumpin'
Niggas on 17 stuntin′, the second line's comin′
The Hot Girls out, the Hot Boys out
We in top of the line cars, Uptown boys out
For 16, I'm ridin′ flyer than your Daddy
I play a different car every day, your Daddy in the caddy

The fuckin' feds snatched me
Picture they thought they had me
The B.G. shinin' so hard them dick suckers tryin′ to harass me
But they let me go, ′cause we way ahead and smarter
Keys come from overseas in a submarine underwater
Still gon' ride the Legend Monday, ride the Lex′, Tuesday


Ride the Benz Wednesday
Under the seat is the Uzi
Ride the Camaro Thursday, Nine two nine Friday, Saturday
50 shots set it off for niggas tryin' to carjack me
Sunday, I lay on Washington-uh with a fifth sippin′ wine Holmes
All week I gotta get my shine on

Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, I'ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, Baby get his shine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
Seven days a week, I′ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes

Now, all these cars, and all these broads
Nigga, I'm 'bout to get my shine on
Now I′m in Club Whispers with a ten thousand dollar bar tab
Hoes think I′m jokin', stupid hoes wanna laugh
I′m 'bout to lay my stunt down before I leave this bitch
And one of you other niggas hoes gone′ suck my dick
Now, every car I ride in got chrome on it, homie
Got a mouth full of gold, to show Uptown soul


Plug hoes, and make more money independent, than a major nigga done went gold
I got a million dollar rang with a two million dollar mouthpiece
And quick to lay a bitch on these satin silk sheets
Now nigga, Rufus Playin' in the Lexus, Gangsta got a Q-5
If anyone of you broads know Baby know I like to ride fly
B.G. got a nine two nine, Mannie Fresh got a Camaro and a seven thirty-five-I
Now me Baby, big body Benz
Expedition, my black cat and my Lexus my friend

Now, I could change a car for every day of the week
And have a matching bitch in the passenger seat
Seven hundred Gs stashed away for my son
So when he grow up, he can have a lil′ fun
I'm still sellin' keys, stackin′ Gs on the D.L
I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L
Nigga, I ain′t no rapper, I'm a game spitter
Ten Gs a show, on behalf of Penalty, Cash Money, Tommy Boy, Warner Brothers nigga

Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, I′ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
Seven days a week, Fresh, get his shine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, I'ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes

Can you fuck more bitches than the sea got fishes?
Can you do more hoes, than the Feds got snitches?
I ride Lexus land with the TV playin′
Gettin' head, fuck a fed′ with the phone in my hand
Nigga's gon' shine, what you see is mine
Rolex, went to Texas, Motorola, Alpine
Wood grain Hummer, hood rat plumber
Hot Boys got toys, number one stunters

I know you bitches can′t stand me
Lexus with the candy, lowin′ on blunts, sippin' on Brandy
Now that′s a good call, papa cleaner than you ever saw
929 with the mirror bro'
Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up
To Texas, get the wood with the good weed, bend it up
Ball ′til I fall, that's the job, nigga
Cash Money, Hot Boy, number one mob figure

Get your shine on (shine), get your shine on
All day long, I′ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
Seven days a week, Baby, get his shine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, I'ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
You niggas need to know, the World is mine Holmes

I like to look good, be sharp, on my side keep my iron on
All those player haters wanna steal you, when you get your shine on
But fuck that, I'ma get mine on
Chrome on the 929 with my Primeco phone on
I′m a Hot Boy, hot girls I put the bone on
It ain′t no secret, I'll bust your dome Holmes
B and Slim give me a 20 G loan
So I could get my roll on
I know my niggas ain′t gon' tell me hold on

They let me write the Cash Money check, they sign it
I cash it, I spend it, it′s all good, we ride fly
Benz, Lex', Expedition
No doing bad, fulfillin′ dreams and wishes
Payin' all my college hoes tuition
If I'm in a shootout, I got the red beam, I ain′t missin′
Face the ballistics, we got it like that, we earned it liked that
Worked for it like that, so we can shine like that

Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, I'ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
Seven days a week, Fresh, get his shine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long, I′ma get mine on
Get your shine on, get your shine on
Players hate me, I'ma burst your dome Holmes

Get your shine on, shine nigga (seven figures, nigga)
Shine on, shine nigga (seven figures, nigga)
(Shine on, shine nigga) (while you dissin′, we lovin' all these hoes, nigga)
One hell of a crime with your L.A. four double-O
Big rules (big rules) all these Hot Boys out here, be my subject
Bugger, helicopter, and camouflage Hummer
K.C can′t back down on your motherfucker BMW, New York and my town, nigga

Mike Carey, you dig? All them mug town boys, nigga fresh
Proud to buy the gun, we be runnin' the Benz in and out the city, we ain't givin′ a fuck
It was all about money, and now we shittin′ on you, nigga
Nigga, Slim got a Rolls Royce, nigga, I live or die for that
B.G on top the world, it's Cash Money thing, and I done say it clear
And I′m loving these hoes, ain't doubtin′ these hoes, I'm fuckin′ these hoes, huh
Niggas, I ain't cappin', save these hoes, tell your bitch to get out my shit, nigga

It′s all wavy, nigga, and I ain′t afraid to say I got money, nigga, shit
Vamp over them, what's happenin′ with you fool in that Ferrari Street?
All them boys over there make them papers charged up
His dick rise?, He's a Hot Boy for sure
Nigga, if you don′t make dollars, you don't make sense
That′s the realest somethin', nigga, player, shine (shine)
Shine (shine)
Shine (shine)
Shine (shine)