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Jimmy Choo (feat. Ashanti)

[Shyne talking]

Yeah

Shyne, gang land, murder inc.

Haha

Alright, turn the beat up

I see you, ok!I see you ma, in your thoughsand doller weave

Master p style ? on ya sleeveAlright, jimmy shoo shoes on ya feet?

Shoot, right!

Slide inside the spider

I know tired of guys who try to lie

To slide inside you

Forget about that, lets go!

Forget about rap, i'm Po

I mean really, i been gettin money

Since niggas is rappin for me

Its fast as shit

'cause you don't look like, you got your head right

I just hope that you can give head right

Breezin through XL, headlights

New York is mine, relax your mind[Ashanti]

Oooooooooooooooo

can't nobody

Do them things we do

And can't nobody

Touch me like you do

can't nobody

Love me like you do

And can't nobody

Be like me and you[verse 2]

This is Me!

I'm mostly respected

Ring down to the necklace

Some hos say i'm sexist

'cause all i want to do is stuff coke in they breastes

Sit back, lift stakes, count money

In the zone, roll tha doe

Like this, come on

I need a prada chick

To take this dick, and take this script

And flick this shit, base this shit

We can go shopping and buy some things

Up in harry winston ma, try some rings

How you feel like you is prince di

So much cuts on your wrist

They could draw suiside

No lie, you ain't heard?

Extensive trips, expensive rips

You ain't seen nothing like this

Not in your life

If i ain't that nigga, shit you fuckin right[Ashanti]

can't nobody

Do them things we do

And can't nobody

Touch me like you do

can't nobody

Love me like you do

And can't nobody

Be like me and you[verse 3]

Who gon' cop them hos? (Po)

Who gon rock them clothes? (po)

Who gon' pop them fros? (Po)

Well i'm glad you know

No need to ask who holla'd

You ain't nada, me alotta

Shyne winton gotta

See you niggas in hell

Now lets prevail, feds on the tel

Just post bail, a million in cash

Now you know that ain't rappin pimpin

Please believe that

Body smoked like we was jus ganna clap em' up

That ain't enough? then why you backin up

Niggas talkin real greesy on them rap records

Look i'm strip you naked, take ya necklace

Give it to my soldiers like "hold this"

Fuck you nigga you could never fool this

But anyway back to business

Lets play

One CPW come through

I like girls that like girls

That like girls that like furrs

Ok[Ashanti]

can't nobody

Do them things we do

And can't nobody

Touch me like you do

can't nobody

Love me like you do

And can't nobody

Be like me and youOoooooooooooooooo yay...

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