Shine - Jadakiss, Snoop Dogg, DJ Quik

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me grind

They don’t wanna see me get it

They don’t wanna see me live

Ask these niggas why you trippin'?

Why you all up in my time?

Niggas go hate

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

Say they don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

They don’t wanna see me shine

We gon' shine anyway, believe that

It’s David Blake nigga (yeah)

Gotta kick my feet up for snicks

Tell you 'bout my grind and why I be here for a minute

They be on my time and that’s just somethin' I can’t play wit'

They just see me doin' it

Been 'round these different places, yeah

Nigga we don’t know whatchu been on

I don’t ever trust nobody, you can kick it on my phone

You gon' always see me shine cause I been beamin' in that

I just know my time is comin', you gotta get wit' it

Too fly, yeah she immature, two eyes wit' a great view

Blessed niggas, should I bless you?

Got my cape on to the rescue

Save them hoes I won’t do that

I been ridin' clean, you shoulda knew that

I blow up, don’t get blew back

And that’s real shit I spit two facts

This is what I’m on, this is who I am

I just be flyin' wide-awake at 2 am

They don’t wanna see me shine, well that’s okay

These niggas ain’t stoppin' me and you know what?

George Foreman microphone, this that German shit

The hoes hit me on it, make me wanna sperm and spit

So they treat me like a permin' kid

I straighten them hoes out

And make them hookers earn this dick

I’m a feng shui nigga

Get me in the club, I’m a rum-straight nigga

It ain’t no problem totin' champagne bottles

Now cork 'em all and toast 'em to the player on the grottle

Porsche, I’m in the backseat, too much room for my feet

The benefit to when the DJ’s the chef, anytime we go eat

I chop these niggas and cut 'em

Step on they shoe and headbutt 'em

I’m gangsta like no wanksta’s like

We don’t think alike so nigga fuck 'em

I’m shinin' all through my gold

An archi-pimp and I’m cold

If I like it then I love it

If I look good in it, you need to wrap the bitch cause I’m sold

But you say

Thinkin'

Hatin'

Plottin'

Well if you case me wit' it, then you ain’t gon' get it

Niggas green with envy, you a toad