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It's Okay lyrics [Shyne] Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh Uh-huh, like that Geah, uhh
Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne Nothin but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne
What's my motherfuckin name? Put a bullet in your brain Leave your shirt stained, guns and cocaine It's the best of a V&E I'm like homes in Charlie's Angels, y'all never seein me Heavenly indeed, measure me a key My moms was a virgin when she had me I rock flows, top O's, better yet, sell it wet Tape ki's to bitches, I need the riches Scene switches, big bitches, to hide snitches Smile for the feds as they take pictures It's the young G speakin; leavin niggaz leakin Shots repeatin; around the clip somethin bound to hit Y'all motherfuckers was counterfeit Eat a dick and choke, as I sniff coke Shyne pro, watch how you pronounce the shit G'z up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this
[Chorus: Shyne] Before your dog you're dyin and bustin your iron Take the stand you're lyin, it's ok If you cook it, cut it, watch - flooded Hit niggaz in public and bitches love it, it's ok If you hard right now as they play this in the club lookin for somethin to fuck, it's ok If you startin with her, it's ok If you snotty with him, it's ok
[Shyne] With so much blocks in the N-Y-C to burn 'em all down is kinda hard for me But uhh, somehow, someway I keep takin over motherfucker's gates like every single day It's, the, rap, singer Slash, coke, crack, slinger Sling crack sling smack sling dick to dingbats that try to pussy bootchie coochie, I'm in that Kingpin raps, I spit 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em Bentley and large rims spinnin, the shit is sickenin My rhymes, my flow, I got all the symptoms Rinks and links and trips to Harry Winston Born sinner; think that model bitch I'm with is slim? You chances of seein me are slimmer I was through with it, before y'all knew what to do with it Put my finger in the ground and turn the world around
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[Shyne] From hip-hop to them hot blocks It ain't never gon' stop; well maybe for three days but then I'll return, more blacks to burn for more yea Get them (??) sittin up on Broadway (geah) Livin the life, ridin on Twinkies Thirty inch rims spinnin, bitches is grinnin Roscoe on my left, wonderin where the pussy at so I can scheme the dope, get the pussy and float Big things, live from the Empire State where niggaz, live in fear of a 8-48 Don't owe my favors, jewelers deliberate Shops have me spinnin like you was doin a figure eight Gun in your mouth bitch, got a bitter taste Push up hard on the arms - uhh, bitter face Guerilla pimpin indeed Shit I'm like a perm; somethin every girl in the ghetto need
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