Project Pat, Three 6 Mafia - Gold Shine lyrics

[Project Pat, Three 6 Mafia - Gold Shine lyrics]

Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

Hoody Hoo is the one, he be off in this game
Gold chain pinky ring
Say to hell with some fame
Hustlin' to the end, ain't afraid of the pen
Treated dogs like his kin
Got his brand on his skin
Drankin' fists of that Henny
I went and bought some Remy
A ho can come with genny
But she don't give a penny
I'm out there havin' plenty
I'm slangin' shit like Lenny
From Good Times to South Park
You can die like Kenny
So try to get some money
For those actin' funny
You stay about the cheese mane
Muthafuck the honey
Now don't you be a dummy
Play me like gin rummy
I try to keep it business to
Keep food in my tummy
The ghetty, ghetty green on them 20s
Ridin' clean 'Cause snatchin'
Paper chasin' just like I'm a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never catch me droppin' dimes
I'ma let my gold shine
I'ma let my gold shine

All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my playas comin' up
Let me see your gold shine
Gold rangs, gold chains
Gold teeth on the grind
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

Could it be a dream? Crunchy bling bling
Popped up on the scene, Rolex diamond ring
Hypnotize bling when you see me
I'ma shine like a diamond
In your fuckin' screen

Like a diamond
I'ma shine free so you know it's me
Every time you writin' rhymes, Coco
All you know it's me
Bustas always hatin' me
Knowin' they be playin' me
Get a name right next time you
Dissin' me on this CD B

Double O Seven money
I was playin' on a PlayStation
Driveby wavin' at you haters
Holla at ya, see ya later, alligator
Skin cold world bustin', coward's curtain
You ain't fuck, what you mean, playa?

Playas from the Hollywood
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin city, show them gold teeth
Ridin' in the woods
Brakin on some pound in the south
Memphis fuckin' town
Chiefin' on some hay everyday like a coupon

All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my playas comin' up
Let me see your gold shine
Gold rangs, gold chains
Gold teeth on the grind
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

I was ridin' Buick wood
Now I'm pushin' me a 'lex
I was nobody in the hood
Now on chrome thangs I flex
I was wishin I was you
Now you wishin' you was me
Take a walk in my shoes, aw
It could never be
See, a playa stay down till
He rise like some dough
If he true to his game
Then his game stay afloat
Who can cope with this real
Ass shit that I spit?
If you real and you know it then many
Toss a bitch
To a real tight playa, South side playa
Mask on my mug when I blast on a Hateaaa
Loot's what I'm clockin'
Robbers I'm watchin' nine milly Ruger many
That's what I'm cockin'
Lames I diminish, I balls to the finish
This ain't Popeye so I don't need no spinach
I'm just a young mane havin
Thangs on the grind i'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine

All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my playas comin' up
Let me see your gold shine
Gold rangs, gold chains
Gold teeth on the grind
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

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