It's Ok (Explicit)

It's Ok - shyne

Geah uhh uhh uhh

Uh huh like that

Geah uhh

Ten bricks ni**a in the air hold tec

It's that motherf**kin' ni**a named Shyne

Nothin' but cum for these b**ches

Love none for these b**ches

It's that motherf**kin' ni**a named Shyne

What's my motherf**kin' name

Put a bullet in your brain

Leave your shirt stained

Guns and coc*ine

It's the best of a V and E

I'm like homes in Charlie's Angels

You all never seein' me

Heavenly indeed measure me a key

My moms was a virgin when she had me

I rock flows top O's better yet sell it wet

Tape k to b**ches I need the riches

Scene switches big b**ches to hide snitches

Smile for the feds as they take pictures

It's the young G speakin'

Leavin' niggaz leakin'

Shots repeatin' around the clip

Somethin' bound to hit

You all motherf**kers was counterfeit

Eat a dick and choke as I sniff coke

Shyne pro watch how you pronounce the sh*t

G Z up hoes down while you

Motherf**kers bounce to this

Before your dog you're dyin'

And bustin' your iron

Take the stand you're lyin'

It's ok

If you cook it cut it watch flooded

Hit niggaz in public and b**ches

Love it it's ok

If you high right now as

They play this in the club

Lookin' for somethin' to f**k it's ok

If you startin' with her it's ok

If you snotty with him it's ok

With so much blocks in the N Y C

To burn them all down is kinda hard for me

But uhh somehow someway

I keep takin' over motherf**ker's gates

Like every single day

It's the rap singer

Slash coke crack slinger

Sling crack sling smack sling dick to dingbats

That try to p**sy bootchie coochie I'm in that

Kingpin raps I spit them fed NARC's

I dip them

Bentley and large rims spinnin'

The sh*t is sickenin'

My rhymes my flow I got all the symptoms

Rinks and links and trips to Harry Winston

Born sinner think that

Model b**ch I'm with is slim

You chances of seein' me are slimmer

I was through with it

Before you all knew what to do with it

Put my finger in the ground

And turn the world around

Before your dog you're dyin'

And bustin' your iron

Take the stand you're lyin' it's ok

If you cook it cut it watch flooded

Hit niggaz in public

And b**ches love it it's ok

If you high right now

As they play this in the club

Lookin' for somethin' to f**k it's ok

If you startin' with her it's ok

If you snotty with him it's ok

From hip hop to them hot blocks

It ain't never gon' stop well

Maybe for three days

But then I'll return

More blacks to burn for more yea

Get ho yea

Sittin' up on Broadway

Geah

Livin' the life ridin' on Twinkies

Thirty inch rims spinnin'

B**ches is grinnin'

Roscoe on my left

Wonderin' where the p**sy at

So I can scheme the d**e

Get the p**sy and float

Big things live from the Empire State

Where niggaz live in fear of a 8 48

Don't owe my favors jewelers deliberate

Shops have me spinnin'

Like you was doin' a figure eight

Gun in your mouth b**ch got a bitter taste

Push up hard on the arms uhh bitter face

Guerilla pimpin' indeed sh*t I'm like a perm

Somethin' every girl in the ghetto need

Before your dog you're dyin' and bustin' your iron

Take the stand you're lyin' it's ok

If you cook it cut it watch flooded

Hit niggaz in public

And b**ches love it it's ok

If you high right now

As they play this in the club

Lookin' for somethin' to f**k it's ok

If you startin' with her it's ok

If you snotty with him it's ok

Before your dog you're dyin'

And bustin' your iron

Take the stand you're lyin' it's ok

If you cook it cut it watch flooded

Hit niggaz in public

And b**ches love it it's ok

If you high right now

As they play this in the club

Lookin' for somethin' to f**k

It's ok

If you startin' with her it's ok

If you snotty with him it's ok