Lyrics

(Chorus) A two year old in a diaper, it was filled up with shit And came over and said "Why it's glitter on your wrist,, and glitter on your ear And glitter on your chain, and glitter on your neck?" Well, Glitter's man name I Shine, I Shine Let's get this money Moe And your bitch is mine You acting funny Ho (Cam'ron) I got a crib my the sea with shells like them Adidas tops But it's cold hard cash in my sneakerbox I don't need your props, I'm that dude you need to watch Ice so heavy, you can't read the watch, I need to stop Stop, on the contrary, pies here I picked up my intern like Hi Drea I keep her low like Bob Perry, so why pay her When I fuck her like Marbury, Isaiah Why play her, she greet me like "Hi player It don't matter the city, Cam you my mayor" International money, you know fly papers Call the crib red velvet, five layers And the garage and drive-way, I'm laugh damn It's nothing else to call it, but a traffic jam You a bastard Cam, you need a crossing guard For the horses and the porsches, yeah Im flossing hard (Chorus) A two year old in a diaper, it was filled up with shit And came over and said "Why it's glitter on your wrist,, and glitter on your ear And glitter on your chain, and glitter on your neck?" Well, Glitter's man name I Shine, I Shine Let's get this money Moe And your bitch is mine You acting funny Ho (Prospect Penz) Yo, yo, I know it's hard trying to stack when you can't But my haze be sticky like the back of a stamp In jewlery shops, I'm your worst client The watch gotta have more rocks than earth science Now chicks wanna fuck Cause I got gold cuffs on the button up And don't get your face fucking cut I don't like sharing, try to rob me, I ain't giving nothing up My whole team be in the back The white 350 Z two seater is crack Look I'm the new leader of a rap and that's a fact And my chains keeps swinging like Jeter's at bat Two minutes of truth, call your lieutenant and troops It's a warzone my niggas is finna to shoot And I stay in the Bapes, fruity that's colors that's grape Orange, the order the slaughter I'm waving the 8 (Chorus) A two year old in a diaper, it was filled up with shit And came over and said "Why it's glitter on your wrist,, and glitter on your ear And glitter on your chain, and glitter on your neck?" Well, Glitter's man name I Shine, I Shine Let's get this money Moe And your bitch is mine You acting funny Ho (Cam'ron) I don't know why folks cry broke, y'all sound like cry babies We next to 87, 95, I-80 Drive baby, drive safely, told you the rides crazy Os of white lady, halves and 980s (980s?) You heard me right, don't try play me Fuck work, I'm Biggie Smalls, I/eye lazy No lazy eye, all though I maybe high Dipset is like Delta Airlines, everyday we fly (Chorus) A two year old in a diaper, it was filled up with shit And came over and said "Why it's glitter on your wrist,, and glitter on your ear And glitter on your chain, and glitter on your neck?" Well, Glitter's man name I Shine, I Shine Let's get this money Moe And your bitch is mine You acting funny Ho