Jimmy Choo lyrics

Artist  : Shyne 
Song : Jimmy Choo



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Artist : Shyne Feat. Foxy Brown
Album :
Godfather Buried Alive
Song : Jimmy
Choo

[Shyne talking]
Yeah
Shyne,
gang land, murder inc.
Haha
Alright, turn
the beat up
I see you, ok!

I see you
ma, in your thoughsand doller weave
Master p
style ? on ya sleeve

Alright, jimmy shoo
shoes on ya feet?
Shoot, right!
Slide
inside the spider
I know tired of guys who try
to lie
To slide inside you
Forget about
that, lets go!
Forget about rap, i'm poor
I
mean really, i been gettin money
Since niggas
is rappin for me
Its fast as shit
Cuz you
dont look like, you got your head right
I just
hope that u can give head right
Breezin through
XL, headlights
New York is mine, relax your
mind

[Ashanti]
Oooooooooooooooo
Cant
nobody
Do them things we do
And cant
nobody
Touch me like u do
Cant
nobody
Love me like you do
And cant
nobody
Be like me and you

[verse
2]
This is Me!
I'm mostly respected
Ring
down to the necklace
Some hos say i'm
sexist
Cuz all i wanna do is stuff coke in
they breastes
Sit back, lift stakes, count
money
In the zone, roll tha doe
Like this,
come on
I need a prada chick
To take this
dick, and take this script
And flick this
shit, base this shit
We can go shopping and
buy some things
Up in harry winston ma, try
some rings
How you feel like u is prince
di
So much cuts on your wrist
They could
draw suiside
No lie, you aint
heard?
Extensive trips, expensive rips
You
aint seen nothing like this
Not in your
life
If i aint that nigga, shit you fuckin
right

[Ashanti]
Cant nobody
Do them
things we do
And cant nobody
Touch me like
u do
Cant nobody
Love me like you do
And
cant nobody
Be like me and you

[verse
3]
Who gon' cop them hos? (Po)
Who gon rock
them clothes? (po)
Who gon' pop them fros?
(Po)
Well i'm glad you know
No need to ask
who holla'd
You aint nada, me alotta
Shyne
winton gotta
See you niggas in hell
Now
lets prevail, feds on the tel
Just post bail,
a million in cash
Now u know that aint rappin
pimpin
Please believe that
Body smoked like
we was jus ganna clap em' up
That aint enough?
then why u backin up
Niggas talkin real greesy
on them rap records
Look i'm strip u naked,
take ya necklace
Give it to my soldiers like
"hold this"
Fuck you nigga u could never fool
this
But anyway back to business
Lets
play
One CPW come through
I like girls that
like girls
That like girls that like
furrs
Ok

[Ashanti]
Cant nobody
Do
them things we do
And cant nobody
Touch me
like u do
Cant nobody
Love me like you
do
And cant nobody
Be like me and
you

Ooooooooooooooooo yay...