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the hood internet - i'm shinin' like a crystal lyrics

{beat from alice pratice}
[verse 1: lil uno]
step through the door she peeking
i need the girl she eyein’
she want me i know it
my neck look like it’s snowin’
i’m a lonestar like texas
she on my d+ck like magnums
gold wrappas look sony
yellow diamonds on my chain make my neck look sunny
never bump me vans on my feet
tiny toon tickles shine bright set of t++th
got cheese gotta watch out for rats
i’m bigger than the mice so i keep the mouse traps
a lot of snakes in my hood gotta keep a low grass
nicknamed “jeff” cause i’m known for k!llin’ tracks
bassed boys (bassed boys) punk rock (punk rock)
ice so bright all you gotta do is stop

[hook: x2 all]
diamonds they gleamin’ i’m icey they cheesin’ (hey)
b+tch i’m shinin’ (somebody’s watchin’ me)
b+tch i’m shinin’

[verse 2: lil b]
diamonds on neck (neck), diamonds on my watch piece
gleam watch the gleam rock game bbarangadang
girls say b “why you lookin’ so cold?”
i don’t know but the karats on my neck look froze
neck so cold, get on my hype
gotta have nice clothes to get on my bike
bad b+tch big ass and the cash look right
fresh, fresh everyday makes my belt look tight
play no games when i’m in the club
all my n+ggas get back and they’re rollin’ up dubs
get hit with the chop throw ya back to the rug
see me off fo’ when i shoulder lean
lemme f+ck her, watch her shoulder lean
young n+gga got ice and i’m feelin’ so fresh
n+ggas gettin’ money and we all fillin’ checks
my n+ggas gettin’ money and we all fillin’ checks (hey)
[hook x2 all]

[verse 3: stunnaman]
2, 800 i’m a crack street stunner
diamonds shinin’ blue like thunder
bop see the ice, bop give me the number
wrist da color of p+ss i’m stuntin’ in dis b+tch (b+tch)
red ice, green ice, she on my d+ck
yellow stones in my ear, baby, i got chips
rippas’ hit my sidekick she fiendin’ for that stunner d+ck
i whip my wrist, she love that sh+t
and i’m single handcuff ya b+tch
she like ,i’m icey, my vans on ,no nike’s
im bout dollars and i’m even about cents
you trippin off a b+tch, you ain’t even makin’ sense
i’m ridin’ down the strip i’m puffing purple sh+t
and im thinkin’ how to get a hundred thousand out a b+tch (yeah)

[hook x2 all]

[verse 4: young l]
yeah, a b+tch i’m shinin’
visible set vvs white diamonds
yea so what you know about this
one key on my keyboard look like p+ss
can’t see no gold on the mold
just ice so i talk kinda cold
fake stones on a grill that’s nasty
diamonds touch yo sh+t, don’t ask me
fresh off the plane from the atl
mixin’ my album and my sh+t gonn sell
i’d keep it on the low but you’re b+tch gonna tell
all my n+ggas rock ice and we shine real well(ahh)
b+tch and i’m gonna raise h+ll
gotta jug yo, n+gga for i drop this mail
watch it rain on a bop watch her shake that tail i’m a stunner
ask stunna n+gga

- the hood internet lyrics

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