YO GOTTI lyrics

[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
Pow-wow
LIL SHYNE
LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine
Shine I got the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll
Pow-wow

[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 teeth glist
I need a goth hoe with a mean
Lil shawty 16 slanging on that white sh*t
9 inch nail b*tch hit licks
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 teeth 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 damn goth b*tch
You know I love you we been through it throwing semen
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
Pow-wow
LIL SHYNE
LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine
Shine I got the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll
Pow-wow

[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
Pow-wow '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 teeth 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
Pow-wow
LIL SHYNE
LIL SHYNE I let my wrist shine
Shine I got the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll
Pow-wow