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
Look at the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll, pow-wow
LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE
I let my wrist shine, shine
Look at the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll, pow-wow

[Verse 1]
Pow-wow 'Rari white whip, whip
Motorola phone, had a flip, flip
Money still twerk like a hood b*tch
f*ck getting money watch my teeth glist
I need a goth hoe, what I mean
Lil' shawty 16 slanging all that white sh*t
9 inch nail b*tch hit licks
LIL SUNSHYNE blunt 2 lips
Young n*gga, hotboy, too lit
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 even though it don't seem it
Throwing 7s up, prayed up, f*ck a demon
Yeah, you hoes dog, 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
Look at the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll, pow-wow
LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE
I let my wrist shine, shine
Look at the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll, pow-wow

[Verse 2]
Stay countin' guap like a thot 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 'em know how we coming
Shawty hit my phone like, "When you coming?"
Motorola flip 'cause a young n*gga hustling
Beep, beep, engine runnin'
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
Look at the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll, pow-wow
LIL SHYNE, LIL SHYNE
I let my wrist shine, shine
Look at the sunshine, aye, aye
Then I count the money roll, pow-wow