B.G. - Rollin' Raw lyrics

Get your shine on, player, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on and chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your Benz on twenty inches

I get that noise out these
Busters and anything I ride
Is gon' have TVs in it, chrome on it
Wood inside
I got a variety of cars I could drive in
I'm BG, so whatever it is, I'ma shine in
I don't be slipping, I be on my issue
Believe me top of the line Rollie on my
Wrist when you see me
I wanna be chauffeured in a Bentley
Haters can't take that
So they plotting to flip me
But, I'ma shake that
A million dollars, I'm trying to make that


These baller-blocking rookies, they hate that
I don't wear nothing cheap
From my head to my feet twenty on my wrist
Ten on my Cash Money piece
You can't help but to hear my
Name ringing on the street
From getting my ball on to
Nailing your old lady
You could try to look at my grill, get blind
Player
All week long, I like to shine, player

Get your shine on, player, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on, player, chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your Lex' on twenty inches
Get your shine on, player, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on and chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your truck on twenty inches

Juvenile gave me a ride
With the drop-top cut, dog
Let's creep downtown, I know some
Girls who gon' twerk, dog
Keep your phone on, around eight I'ma call
We gon' clique up and drop it
Off in these broads' drawers
They only wanna see a Hot Boy broke 'em down
I'ma represent because I'm from that Uptown
Plug, get iced up, do what you gon' do
Then let's split because it's goin' down on
Freret and Washington
I follow you in the suburb with the fifth rim
Chrome grill, wood grain steering wheel
Baby Gangsta is worth six figures plus
I'm thinking 'bout a Lexus
Truck for Christmas
I'ma put TVs in both of the head rests
Women love to please, me, I
Can't say I ain't blessed, fresh
Look what rapping got us
Look what rapping bought us
We following each other in two
Big bodies on Brauders

Get your shine on, player, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on, player, chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your SS on twenty inches
Get your shine on, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on, player, chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your ish on twenty inches

I'm getting my ball on like I'm in the NBA
Hustling for a mil', I do that everyday
Me and my whole clique, all week
Just shining
Houses and fancy cars all Big Tymers buying
Lying to these broads 'cause we
Got it like that black on black army truck
We riding like that none of us wan' fuck
Black brothers getting rich
And we always follow this model
Tricks ain't it baby don't like to brag
But he just bought a Jag
Ferrari and a Lamborghini with a
TV in the dash
That thing there fast and it's off the hook
We don't carry cash, we all tote a check book
Leaving haters in the dust, competition shook
Step aside on your own or, woadie
You get pushed

Get your shine on, player, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on and chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your Benz on twenty inches
Get your shine on, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on, player, chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your Lex' on twenty inches
Get your shine on get your shine on
G-g-g-get your, get your shine on, player
It's on now you ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on, player, chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your truck on twenty inches
Get your shine on, oh, it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't
Ridin' on chrome now
Get your shine on and chase your riches
You wanna roll raw
Drop your Rolls on twenty inches

Get your shine on get your shine on
Shine, shine, shine shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine shine, shine, shine