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Shyne

I stay by the code
Designer my linen
Gucci my clothes
Like origami, you niggas gon' fold
You niggas be bitches, hoes
Think I'm the shit, I might need a commode
Don't you play with me nigga
Stay with the key, Imma engine lil' nigga
Ain't tryna talk, in love with the figures
Got me a foreign
Open her legs, and I get to exploring
She came from London, ain't talking bout' Lauren
Cop me a R8 watch how I floor it
If it ain't bout' the money ignore it

Yeah if it ain't bout' the money ignore it
Straight to the cheddar
Like foreigns, I floor it
Can't fuck with bitches they weird or they boring
Uh yeah
Ready or not, here I come cannot stop me
Like hide and seek , they all looking can't find me, uh
In the cut with my possy
Making these hits, at the money we flossing aye
Ride the beat like a Mase'
Rappers can't see me, don't try end up salty, uh
Copy that walkie talkie
Stay with the sauce like I like my hibachi, aye
PSR better get with the movement
Here you rappers, there's room for improvement
Niggas packing, but nah we ain't moving
Lean and Shyne we just cooked up a new one
Run the numbers up, feel like I'm Newton
They ain't love me, but now they pursuing
He say Lean, you got time what you doing?
I said sorry the money I'm choosing, woah

I stay by the code
Designer my linen
Gucci my clothes
Like origami, you niggas gon' fold
You niggas be bitches, hoes
Think I'm the shit, I might need a commode
Don't you play with me nigga
Stay with the key, Imma engine lil' nigga
Ain't tryna talk, in love with the figures
Got me a foreign
Open her legs, and I get to exploring
She came from London, ain't talking bout' Lauren
Cop me a R8 watch how I floor it
If it ain't bout' the money ignore it

Yeah, If it ain't bout' the money I don't pay attention
Back in high school used to stay in detention
Watch out my wrist just like Ben 10
I spent like 24 just on my lenses
Outta sight , you better run for your life
Brodie got poles and you know he not playing
You know he pull up with the pipe
I'm tryna give her pipe
But shawty ain't spending the night
Knocking these niggas down just like I'm bowling
I roll it, you know imma strike
You know imma strike
Pull up on him and you I'm unleashing the lightning
I just pulled up in a big body Benz
Holy shit man I feel like a line man
Diamonds all over my neck and my wrist
And they drippin' on me like a hydrant
These niggas pocket watching
Why they worrying bout' all the money that I spend
Nigga you best smell your beeswax
Pull up to BOA take out three stacks
Everyday that I wake gotta see cash
All these niggas my sons just like Steve Nash
Got this bad little bitch on her knee caps
While I'm smoking KD's out my weed stash
You can hit up my phone if you need that
Pockets big like Fat Joe make me lean back
Lean back