Shine Blockas (Album Version|Explicit) - Big Boi/Gucci Mane

Yeah all the ladies say hoooo

All the hoes say

Hah hah hah

Gucci up here we go

A-town C-post

Cut masta swift down your throat shawty

Boy stop sir luscious' left foot's on fire

Trying to block my shine just ain't gone happen so don't try

Every time I get on this microphone I like to spit

Inking hit up after hit

This penmanship is so legit

I came equipped like a prophylactic

Now they riding dicks like

Styling on these suckas out here trying to buy their b**ch

Now they rich try to piss everybody to trick off

But a true boss to pay the cost she giving away them drawers

Word to the brown james he some chicken chow mein

Really mane you done say some silly things

And the fella dana dane

Why you cuffing claim to game

Hey my main thang got my last name

Yall naw what I mayne

I'm on my grind shawty

Don't block my shine shawty

Hold up hold up guess who just showed up

Rolled up rolls cut drop with the doors up

I'm on my grind shawty

Don't block my shine shawty

Wait a minute wait a minute

Chill a little sit a minute

I can't close my safe no more

Cause I got too much money in it

Gucci in the cell did a deal went to jail

I make music I make movies I'm in tyler perry's cell

I smell coming out the lam' f**k it what the hell

Gucci mane so I'm guccied down she got on chanel

In the tent rolling stupid kush like I'm in the restroom

In the club with a half a pound hundred fifty blunts

Zone 6 east atlanta don't f**k with nia long

Boy shine like it's showtime all my jewelry on

On the block with my stupid watch boy you need to stop

When I stop everybody watch the car without a top

In the streets cost a stupid check roll another pack

Now I'm gone I can't even flip eastside where you at

I'm on my grind shawty

Don't block my shine shawty

Hold up hold up guess who just showed up

Rolled up rolls cut drop with the doors up

I'm on my grind shawty

Don't block my shine shawty

Wait a minute wait a minute

Chill a little sit a minute

I can't close my safe no more

Cause I got too much money in it

Can't be tripping bout no paper cause the safe is not so safe

The piggy bank got legs and feet and can't get up and walk away shawty

With my southern drawl awkwardly I spray

Like the backside of a skunk and the stash house with the pump

Pistol whip in my lap at all times

In the 'lac from atlanta to savannah can't a ni**a stop that

Not when god's got his hands on me only the strong survive

And the weak minded are falling by the wayside they try

But we shall overcome and succeed indeed

But with success comes a great responsibility

We chose to lead not follow

It's a hard pill to swallow

Better get prescriptions filled

Cause there might not be tomorrow

I'm on my grind shawty

Don't block my shine shawty

Hold up hold up guess who just showed up

Rolled up rolls cut drop with the doors up

I'm on my grind shawty

Don't block my shine shawty

Wait a minute wait a minute

Chill a little sit a minute

I can't close my safe no more

Cause I got too much money in it