Get Your Shine On!
    (专辑: It's All On U, Vol. 2 - 1997)
    
    [B.G.]  Oh it's on now, we riding on chrome now,  Get'cha shine on Baby  This how we do it, it's all gravy  We laying it down  That's how Ca$h Money Hot Boy$ play it,  That's how Uptown Hot Boy$ play it,  We gone lay it down   [Verse 1 
B.G.]  Washington and Freret on Sunday, they buck, jumpin  Niggas on seventeen stunting, the 
second line's coming  The 
Hot Girls out, the 
Hot Boy$ out  We in top of the 
line cars, Uptown boys out  For sixteen, I'm riding flyer than ya Daddy  I 
play a 
different car everyday, ya Daddy in the 
caddy  The 
fucking feds snatched me,  Picture they thought they had me  The 
B.G. shining so hard them dicksuckers trying to harass me  But they let me go, cause we way ahead and smarter  Keys come from overseas in a 
submarine under water  Still 'gon ride the 
Legend Monday, ride the 
Lex Tuesday  Ride the 
Benz Wednesday  Under the 
seat is the 
uzi  Ride the 
Camaro Thursday, Nine two nine Friday, Saturday,  50 shots set it off for niggas tryin to carjack me  Sunday I 
lay on Washington-uh with a 
fifth sipping wine Holmes,  All week I 
gotta get my shine on   [Chorus B.G.]  Get your shine on, get your shine on  All day long, I'ma get mine on  Get your shine on, get your shine on  All day long Baby get his shine on  Get your shine on, get your shine on  Seven days a 
week, I'ma get mine on  Get your shine on, get your shine on  You niggas need to know, the 
World is mine Holmes   [Verse 2 
Baby]  Now all these cars, and all these broads  Nigga, I'm bout to get my shine on  Now I'm in Club Whispers wit a 
$10,000 bar tab  Hoes think I'm joking, stupid hoes wanna laugh  I'm bout to lay my stunt down before I 
leave this bitch,  And one of you other niggas hoes gone suck my dick  Now every car I 
ride in got chrome on it homie  Got a 
mouth full of gold, to show Uptown soul  Plug hoes  And make more money independent, than a 
major nigga done went gold  I 
got a 
million dollar rang wit a 2 
million dollar mouthpiece  And quick to lay a 
bitch on these satin silk sheets  Now nigga, Rufus Playin in the 
Lexus, Gangsta got a 
Q-5  If anyone of you broads know Baby know I 
like to ride fly  B.G. got a 
nine two nine, Mannie Fresh got a 
Camero and a 
seven thirty-five  Now me Baby, big body Benz  Expedition, my black cat and my Lexus my friend  Now I 
could change a 
car for everyday of the 
week  And have a 
matching bitch in the 
passenger seat  Seven hundred Gs stashed away for my son  So when he grow up he can have a 
lil fun  I'm still sellin keys, stackin Gs on the 
D.L.  I 
stashed a 
million under the 
barber shop on V.L.  Nigga I 
ain't no rapper, I'm a 
game spitter  Ten Gs a 
show,  On behalf of Penalty, Ca$h Money, Tommy Boy, Warner Brothers nigga   [Chorus]   [Verse 3 
Mannie Fresh]  Can you fuck more bitches  Than the 
sea got fishes?  Can you do more hoes, than the 
Feds got snitches?  I 
ride Lexus land wit the 
TV playin  Gettin head, fuck a 
Fed with the 
phone in my hand  Nigga's gone shine, what you see is mine  Rolexes, went to Texas, Motorola, Alpine  Woodgrain Hummer, hoodrat plumber,  Hot Boys got toys, number one stunters  I 
know you bitches can't stand me  Lexus wit da candy  Blowin on blunts, sippin on Brandy  Now that's a 
good call  Papa cleaner than ya ever saw  929 wit the 
mirror bro  Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up  To Texas, get the 
wood with the 
good weed, bend it up  Ball 'til I 
fall, that's the 
job nigga  Cash Money, Hot Boy, number one mob figure   [Chorus]   [Verse 4 
B.G.]  I 
like to look good, be sharp, on my side keep my iron on  Playa haters wanna steal ya when ya get your shine on  But fuck that, I'ma get mine on,  Chrome on the 
929 wit my Primeco phone on  I'm a 
Hot Boy, hot girls I 
put the 
bone on  It ain't no secret, I'll bust ya dome Holmes,  B 
and Slim give me a 
20 G 
loan  So I 
could get my roll on  I 
know my niggas ain't gone tell me hold on  They let me write the 
Cash Money check, they sign it  I 
cash it, I 
spend it  It's all good, we ride fly  Benz, Lex, Expedition  No doing bad, fulfillin dreams and wishes  Payin all my college hoes tuition  If I'm in a 
shootout, I 
got the 
red beam, I 
ain't missin  Face the 
ballistics, we got it like that, we earned it liked that  Worked for it like that, so we can shine like that   [Chorus]