Big Grams - Born To Shine lyrics

k**er Mike I walk in Ric Flair'in', long fur coat wearin' Rolex rockin', silk shirt wearin' Silk socks, and balls need to breathe So b**h the draws cotton cause you gon' s** me when you leave In a big benzo on lorenzos With your homegirl LaQuinta who said she never did but she would try it And as she higher than the f**in' Hyatt She jet settin', Moët'n, the God blesses Against him prospers no weapon, champaignin' Campaignin', gator shoes high steppin' My dopey eyes just hide behind my Dita frames I heard this n***a say he don't like me, well he the lame Sarah Barthel It's not your fault baby We were just here born to shine El-P I walk with a spot on me, my life's a sax solo Neon sign fritz when I pa** in all slo-mo You don't give the nod, you'd rather not even know me Cause even me existin' is k**ing your b**h mojo I dance like a JoJo on blow, cut a rug to a hole Polo undies got my nuts in a choke I'm often stuck in smoke, the jukebox cut on Without coins, I'm a magical bloke I’ll barracuda you chum for the simple fact that you don’t know how to float Another tragedy aborted, I’m a bad news bear, bae I'm armed with a hanger of coats, you’ll get poked Now your mom's got a new lease on life, a new hope Sarah Barthel It's not your fault baby We were just here born to shine Big Boi A n***a like me just pull up, flight club, foreign or domestic International player but also locally respected Savannah to them pimpin', drippin' and stankin' like the deuce do Since baby needed pampers and that Laker needed them new shoe' Make 'em call me B.B. King because I give that b**h the blues Now she down on bended knee because she wanna lick the j**els And I'm slick, 'bout to run up in her smooth with this dick Take a couple polaroids to capture the mo-mo-moment Now she's caught up in the rapture of this mackin', where your ho went? In the back of the Cadillac, she gaggin', a** and titties showin' As a matter I'm 'bout to splash her with this Billy Ocean And watch her rub it on her face, call it Johnson's baby lotion Sarah Barthel It's not your fault baby We were just here born to shine k** Bill'n up this whole damn house and shine Steppin' over you f** boy clowns and shine Hey! Like Mr. Brown and shine I'm moonwalkin', wanna kiss myself and shine Hugh Heffin' all your b**hes out and shine Sarah Barthel Shine Shine