Текст песни Shine - 20 G
She
wanna
be
my
B
I
Cos
she
see
my
wrist
status
Canary
Jacci
mo
Fini
Smoking
in
south
Paris
Or
a
Gazebo
in
Cabana
I'm
brighter
than
solar
panels
If
we
catch
the
opps
slippin
we
open
up
his
banana
Imma
dog
with
the
bars
ya
boi
is
past
far
Imma
doctor
she
said
Ahh
the
yeah
is
in
her
jaws
And
flow
is
goin
hard
my
diamonds
never
flawed
And
imma
leave
with
your
broad
you
gon
see
me
juss
like
a
star
On
television
dream
cast
DVDs
With
nice
sounds
buttons
It's
20
Imma
Cash
Money
Hot
Big
Tymer
nigga
Woulda
hold
my
pinkie
finger
up
and
blind
ya
nigga
She
wanna
fly
with
the
kid
in
the
sky
with
the
Gods
She
gon
fly
through
the
wind
Nothing
like
Oz
when
we
spinnin
off
the
bean
Euphoria
high
you
don't
get
it
like
this
Baby
imma
shine
imma
shine
From
my
head
down
to
my
shoes
Shine
Cos
that
is
what
I
do
Shine
Bright
up
in
the
sky
Shine
Yeah
we
gon
multiply
Imma
real
hot
boy
I
be
big
tyming
The
same
nigga
out
that
Gutta
504
Yunno
I'm
thuggin
Bet
not
sleep
up
about
it
They
try
to
tell
me
not
to
hurt
no
feelings
I
don
claimed
over
the
world
Got
in
my
bag
like
I
was
digging
in
it
Now
pussy
nigga
what's
your
offer
we
gon
offer
bacc
A
trend
setter
I
be
steppin
with
my
army
flag
Imma
the
type
to
break
her
bacc
with
my
reckless
ass
50
steps
from
the
impala
gotta
switch
the
tags
I
be
shining
how
I'm
shining
know
I'm
extra
with
it
And
I
be
standing
on
that
business
got
an
extra
pivot
Don't
come
around
here
ballin
bloccin
nigga
They
catch
yo
ass
slipping
they
gon
pop
you
nigga
She
wanna
fly
with
the
kid
in
the
sky
with
the
Gods
She
gon
fly
through
the
wind
Nothing
like
Oz
when
we
spinnin
off
the
bean
Euphoria
high
you
don't
get
it
like
this
Baby
imma
shine
imma
shine
From
my
head
down
to
my
shoes
Shine
Cos
that
is
what
I
do
Shine
Bright
up
in
the
sky
Shine
Yeah
we
gon
multiply
1 Dreaming intro
2 Stalking
3 Novacane
4 Stop The World
5 Distant Lover
6 Chevy
7 Gods
8 Shine
9 White T (interlude)
10 Souf Side 4
11 Green Eyes
12 Ghetto Children
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