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Yeah, yeah
This ones for my Brooklyn playboys
This ones for my L.A. playboys
This ones for my Chi town playboys
ATL, down south, NC, SC
Where you be?
Come on, just play it with me
When it come to hoes, we don't love not one
Fuckin' a friend, ain't no option
It's a must, her friend assists like Stockton
When we fuck, I gotta have two not one
She know a freaky nigga like me
Get her wet then I'm out like strike three
No doubt, make her girlfriend eat her out
After we fuck, then the exit be the route
Believe me, we don't love them hoes
Break out, after we dug them hoes
You wanna stay bitch, what'cha talkin' 'bout?

Put your shoes on and start walkin' out
Get out, I don't wanna hug you
Get out, bitch, I don't love you
Get out, what'cha talkin' 'bout
Put your shoes on and start walkin' out
Honey, you hittin', you got me lickin' the hole
Before I'm stickin' the hole up in my face
In the place most niggas don't see love drug, baby
I'm about to O.D. Cocaine pussy
One stroke be a whole KI
You're feminine, hood from heaven an'
I'll do anything, orals to S and M
Keep you satisfied, back? Certified?
Come and take a ride, I'll be your great adventure
Tell ya friends, I bent'cha, who sent'cha?
Must'a been God, my bedroom angel taken
Lovin' the curves as you purr while I'm stroking
Grabbin' ya hair, dont'cha dare shed a tear
You a good girl, don't cry
Shake that thang that I give
Throw ya back as I dig
Like a broke mattress you had me sprung out
But ain't nothin' changed you got to get out
Get out, I don't wanna hug you
Get out, bitch, I don't love you
Get out, what'cha talkin' 'bout
Put your shoes on and start walkin' out
To all my niggas that know what I mean
When you fuck a bitch good, she don't wanna leave
I go through this all the time
Bitch, act like she don't see the exit sign
Start cryin', how much she love Shyne
That's the same thing she told my man Brian
What the fuck, she think I'm stupid?
Don't know my pimp blood is deeply rooted
Inherited, that be my heritage
That I don't give a fuck about a bitch fetishes
So when we fuck and it's over
Throw ya pocketbook, on ya shoulder
Put your shoes on and hit the road
And if your last name Royce, bitch you Roll
Get out, I don't wanna hug you
Get out, bitch, I don't love you
Get out, what'cha talkin' 'bout
Put your shoes on and start walkin' out
Get out, I don't wanna hug you
Get out, bitch, I don't love you
Get out, what'cha talkin' 'bout
Put your shoes on and start walkin' out

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Shyne (real name Moses Michael Leviy (born Jamal Barrow) is a rapper born on November 18, 1978 in Belize City, Belize to a Belizean Creole politician and a Garifuna mother.

SHYNE'S BIO

As a child, he was spurned by his father due to his illegitimacy and mixed ethnicity. Shyne is said to be a practicing Jew. Born in Belize, Barrow relocated with his mother to Brooklyn, in New York's Flatbush district at about age 13. Despite some time on the streets in his early teens, Shyne subsequently held down a steady job while continuing his education and pursuing his interest in music. He was fortuitously overheard rhyming in a barbershop by producer DJ Clark Kent, who, noting the young rapper's vocal similarity to the late Notorious B.I.G., steered him towards Combs and Bad Boy.

A protégé of P. Diddy who had been touted as the new star of Bad Boy Entertainment following the Notorious B.I.G.'s death, Shyne's career was left in the balance by his indictment on an attempted murder charge in January 2000. His involvement in the previous month's notorious nightclub incident (at Club New York on December 27, 1999), in which his mentor was also embroiled, hampered the promotion of his debut album. At the same time, however, the encounter raised Shyne's street credibility.

In 1998, Shyne signed a lucrative deal with the company, making low-key appearances on various Bad Boy compilations and solo albums while working on his own debut album. Immediately following the nightclub fracas, Shyne was brought center stage in the ensuing media circus. He was freed on bail in time for the release of his debut single "Bad Boyz", which featured vocal contributions from Barrington Levy. His self-titled debut, a gangsta rap album generally panned by the media as an uninspiring and mediocre, was eventually released in September. Shortly thereafter, on June 1, 2001, Jamal Barrow was charged in a New York court with first-degree assault, gun possession, and reckless endangerment. The trial was presided over by New York State Supreme Court Justice Charles Solomon, who commented that Shyne was intelligent and talented, but nevertheless guilty. He was sentenced to 10 years in prison, a sentence that Shyne is still serving at Clinton Correctional Facility as of 2005.

Meanwhile, Puffy and his bodyguard, Anthony "Wolf" Jones, were acquitted of all charges. The seeming abandonment or betrayal of Shyne (some fans and journalists have labelled him as Puff Daddy's "fall guy") has driven a wedge between them, with Shyne leaving Bad Boy Records for Def Jam.
Album cover for "Godfather Buried Alive"
Album cover for "Godfather Buried Alive"

Since his imprisonment, Shyne has gone on to release his sophomore album, Godfather Buried Alive. On the album he dissed various artists, namely 50 Cent (on the track For the Record) The album has been criticised as being incomplete and underpromoted by his label, with several tracks having been literally "phoned in" from prison. He did enjoy one modest hit from the album: Jimmy Choo, a song that featured the vocal stylings of R&B singer Ashanti. He is now signed to his own Gangland imprint on Def Jam Records.

2005 continued Shyne's fall out of the limelight and into bad luck. In March, Justice Michael Garson ordered that any revenue generated under Shyne's contract with Island Def Jam would be held in a bond until verdicts have been reached in the civil suits filed against him by the shooting victims. Garson cited the state's revised "Son of Sam Law", barring inmates from profiting from their crimes. Also up for a possible review in 2005, Shyne's motion was rejected by a panel from a New York State Appeals Court. In addition, in April, Shyne's remaining assets were frozen by the Brooklyn Supreme Court.

Shyne is still signed to Def Jam, but after the release of Goodfather Buried Alive tanked at over 100,000 units sold. Shyne now protest disent towards Def Jam and now in searching other record labels to release his music. The Black Wall Street Records and Death Row Records have persued interest in the rapper.

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