Shimmering Glimmering Glistening
That's the gold Havoc: yeh man, niggas better tuck them chains man, keep them tucked baby The wolves is out... yeh yeh yeh yeh, that's right keep that chain out baby That's what I like, that's what I like it, glistening baby... yo c'mon Dudes come in heavy but they leave out light homie Married to robberies, leave you holy in matrimony He leavin' out the club, security 'round him Chick you ain't thinkin' bout that when your stomach is growlin' (hell no) I can taste it so bad, my heart is poundin' Thinkin' if I get this nigga, be a couple of thousand Told my dude, follow his whip make sure you don't lose him Almost got caught at the light, run that, you stupid? I got an eye for this shit and I don't need no specs Cause I can see the ice glisten through that 5 percent So I stop at a Delhi, prolly 'fford some dutches 'bout to creep till' Jake pulled up, them muthafuckas Nervous a little somethin', but that shit wore off Yeh right about that time, the Jake peeled off Dude takin' to long, fuck he buyin' the store? Fuck it, run up in that chick and let's catch them all Cause they all. - Prodigy/Sample Voice Prodigy: See the full arm Sample Voice: Shimmering Prodigy: Damn, see the charm Sample Voice: Glimmering Prodigy: Yeh he got a lot of things Sample Voice: Glistening Prodigy: and if P gettin' word Sample Voice: That's the gold Prodigy: Yeh that's a gang load of ice Sample Voice: Shimmering Prodigy: yeh it's lookin' real nice Sample Voice: Glimmering Prodigy: nigga got the rose gold Sample Voice: Glistening Prodigy: and if Hav gettin' word Sample Voice: That's the gold Fuck you and all that shit you pop You ain't a general nigga, you a fuckin flunk Matter fact, come through with them diamond chunks And I'm takin' all of that offa you my dunn And I'm already sparklin', I don't need your shit But fuck that, that's a whole lotta cash (gunshots) Triple cars for the squardren' Few weeks at the suite with my sweetie From cross the map, get em' And that means its a goal Like the Wizard of Oz I turn the green lights on you Stick niggas like needles I'm sharp like needles And super on point for the peoples The bells, the police bitch And if I go broke I'll be doin' this more often The rings and the wristwatch Before I put your brains in the coffin Ain't no use in tuckin' that chain (it's too late nigga) Cause I can see in the spot, you was mister bling bling Yeh, the wheels of motion it done been arranged And I'm just waitin' for that ass to hop up in that range Put a bad bitch on him, all he thinkin' is fuckin' See, dudes want the honey all we want is the goodies 2 way back and forth on 2 cars back Ain't nobody tryina that recognize this fucked up act Know a nigga waitin' patient, shorty hit me back She know I got caught at the light, told me where to catch up I gotta get this muhthafucka so I'm doin' a buck Better slow the fuck down 'fore I get locked up Told her take him to a parking lot, one in the cut It might look a little fishy but niggas wanna nut Hurry up, got there 'fore the windows fucked up Opened up the door, nigga get that added up Cause you are.
Writer(s): GEORGES GARVARENTZ, ALBERT JOHNSON, KEJUAN MUCHITA, SHEILA FERGUSON