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letra de shine time - may stars

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[chorus: may stars]
diamonds on my neck on shine time
i won’t f-ck the b-tch she not mine
job done, i got his momma crying
now i’m on some double b sh-t
all cash, i never lease sh-t
n-gga hang with straight demons
popping sh-t for no reason
cops pull up, “put your hands up”
i ain’t putting sh-t up, b-tch you dumb
n-ggas be talking just because
i ain’t doing sh-t without my gun
n-gga run up, he get ran
we gon’ spin around like ceiling fan

[verse 1: may stars]
he ain’t seen sh-t past a band
i’m the boss, i’m not no middle man
diamonds on me compliment my shirt
yes, i tell my b-tch what to wear
i will put some b-tches on the floor
and i’ll put some b-tches on a shirt
i’ll put some n-ggas on a shirt
ain’t know this lamborghini had a vert
she flying out to see me, no surprise
i will look the devil in the eyes
came up, i was down down
park the lamborghini at my house
you ain’t f-ck with me when i was down
vog for life, you know i’m rolling one
vog to the end, i ain’t done
f-ck this b-tch, she can’t even make me cum
[chorus: may stars]
i won’t f-ck the b-tch she not mine
job done, i got his momma crying
now i’m on some double b sh-t
all cash, i never lease sh-t
n-gga hang with straight demons
popping sh-t for no reason
cops pull up, “put your hands up”
i ain’t putting sh-t up, b-tch you dumb
n-ggas be talking just because
i ain’t doing sh-t without my gun
n-gga run up, he get ran
we gon’ spin around like ceiling fan
we gon’ spin around like ceiling fan
we gon’ spin around like ceiling fan

[verse 2: vog]
b-tch only know vog for the
i was brought up with my peoples n-gga
surrounded by love, but its fake
n-ggas only care whats on they plate
been f-cking hoes, with some steak
handshakes, with the smiles up
n-ggas already know what i’m about
i’m a business man when money involved
money came straight to my roth
worry about yourself, get bossed up
came up pouring money dump
money i control, you can’t control it
b-tch want a purse, i give her twenty
i can’t f-ck with my home town n-ggas anymore
ride around with the lights down
best believe we up the score
vog on the play, open court
b-tch, i been counting hundreds
vog all 2025

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