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shyne - jimmy choo lyrics

(feat. ashanti)

[shyne talking]
yeah
shyne, gang land, murder inc.
haha
alright, turn the beat up
i see you, ok!

i see you ma, in your thoughsand doller weave
master p’s diamond face on ya sleeve
def island, waist pet-te

alright, jimmy shoo shoes on ya feet?
shoot, right!
slide inside the spider
i know you tired of guys who try to lie
to slide inside you
forget about that, lets go!
forget about rap, i’m po
i mean really, i been gettin money
since n-gg-s is rappin for me
its fast as sh-t
’cause you don’t look like, you got your head right
i just hope that u can give head right
breezin through eggsh-ll headlights
new york is mine, relax your mind

[ashanti]
oooooooooooooooo
cant n-body
do them things we do
and can’t n-body
touch me like u do
cant n-body
love me like you do
and can’t n-body
be like me and you

[verse 2]
this is me!
i’m mostly respected
ring down to the necklace
some hos say i’m s-xist
’cause all i wanna do is stuff c-ke in they breastes
sit back, lift stakes, count money
in the zone, roll tha doe
like this, come on
i need a prada chick
to take this d-ck, and take this script
and flick this sh-t, base this sh-t
we can go shopping and buy some things
up in harry winston ma, try some rings
how you feel like u is prince di
so much cuts on your wrist
they could draw suiside
no lie, you aint heard?
extensive trips, expensive whips
you aint seen nothing like this
not in your life
if i aint that n-gg-, sh-t you f-ckin right

[ashanti]
cant n-body
do them things we do
and can’t n-body
touch me like u do
cant n-body
love me like you do
and can’t n-body
be like me and you

[verse 3]
who gon’ cop them hos? (po)
who gon rock them clothes? (po)
who gon’ pop them fros? (po)
well i’m glad you know
no need to ask who holla’d
you aint nada, me alotta
shyne winton gotta
see you n-gg-s in h-ll
now lets prevail, feds on the tel
just post bail, a million in cash
now u know that aint rappin pimpin
please believe that
body smoked like we was jus ganna clap em’ up
that aint enough? then why u backin up
n-gg-s talkin real greesy on them rap records
look i’m strip u naked, take ya necklace
give it to my soldiers like “hold this”
f-ck you n-gg- u could never fool this
but anyway back to business
lets play
one cpw come through
i like girls that like girls
that like girls that like furrs
ok

[ashanti]
cant n-body
do them things we do
and can’t n-body
touch me like u do
cant n-body
love me like you do
and can’t n-body
be like me and you

ooooooooooooooooo yay…

- shyne lyrics

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