Clipse – Ride Around Shining Lyrics

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[Hook - Pusha T]
All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it
Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous
Float around in the greatest of Porsches
Feel like a chuck wagon cause I'm on twelve horses
And the three behind mine they be the clique
So much ice in they Rollies, the shit don't tick man
Winter through the summer (whaaat) care less what it cost me
While I'm shovelin the snow man call me frosty lova

[Verse 1- Pusha T]
This for the 100,000 dollar kitty German drivers
With big rims and low-pro tires

Fuckin' with college bitches with innocent looks like Mýa
Corrupt they mind, turn 'em to liars
I groom 'em well
Dior whore, Christian Lacroix

Keep guns stashed under the floor board
Enough to start world war

Paradise in reaches, home next to beaches
Hair pressed, blowin' in the wind, shit 'bout long as Jesus
I still leave speech for Gospel, so match this
Pusha push John P. Kees with these sounds of crackness
The black Martha Stuart, let me show you how to do it
Break down pies to pieces, make cocaine quiches

Money piles high as my nieces
Hefty bags full of cash, cars full of ass
Rolex presidential, bitch, feel the glass

[Hook]

[Verse 2- AB Liva]
It's that look that astounds
Life's a circus
I parade the sick through these clowns
The crown is vacant
I'm takin' the proper steps
I'm takin' them poppa steps
They prayin' for my downfall

Is it the bling, the king, conquistador
That my jeweler made the face blush on the Franck Muller
The R shape peculiar, it's awesome, layin' over dark skin
Lookin' like arson when I park in the left, it's constant
Minute hand is like Parkinson's
You a fish for the sharks to swim
In that opaque linen with the R colored stitchin'
V12 on a Modena you can see the pistons
HRE's on it, Mommy see it glisten
When I make Oliver Twist like Dickens
It's feelin' like parts is missin'
Tops don't push soul

Got it drive it like pole positions 'til my soul is risen

[Hook]

[Verse 3- Malice]
Welcome to the world of Rollies
VS diamonds and that 50,000 dollar show piece
Got me shinin'
First nigga holla show me
Let that 9mm turn a fella ghostly
Hell, I'll even grant amnesty to those who owe me
You fuckin' faggot
You need to raise your glass and toast me

Niggas can't figure the format for hustler criteria
Not chrome, chrome rims with stallion insignia
Listen youngin', you've only just begun
You'll understand when you're older
Said father to the son

Who would've thought such riches stem from ill rhymes?
Canary yellow diamonds size of yield signs, slow down
And procede with caution
Carousal of horses with dual-exhaustion
Fess up, youngin' you'll always be next up
Go against I, forever play catch up nigga

[Hook]

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