(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 n***as 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