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Ab-Soul

Showin' Love

 

Showin' Love

(альбом: Control System - 2012)


[Intro:]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love

[Verse 1:]
Pants still sagging to the floor, sagging through your turf
Like I own this fucking earth, I saw my fucking life
I'm just living fucking life, This ain't house Party 5
But what's popping for tonight? I got a 'lil more dough to spend
This Rest in Peace up on the LB like Nate did
Y'all ain't smoking y'all joking, Nugs big as Chuckie Cheese tokens and I'm toking
Bomb House on Skid Row ain't this potent, holy shit
I'm God-Sent, admire my skit, callate la voca in the presence of the most high (power)
Most high (power), Most high (power)
Yea you heard me right, true achiever, new ADIDAS still tryna earn my stripes

[Hook:]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]

[Verse 2:]
It's easy to assume we doing decent, true indeed
I'm not from here, I'm of Heaven descent
Were you the Prius, sure it's one, it's two, it's 3
You'd have this music down to a Tee if you was me
It's 36 O's in a Ki, it's only one in Ab -Soul
Still open do's, Don't forget the dash
I might leave you with a gash, I ain't doing no more shows unless I'm getting cash
Feelings full of Hash, city on my back nigga
Fucked around and put the llama on the map
Carson, Californication no travel agent
But every day's a vacation and mothafuckas hate it
I flew in, but I ain't complaning
And everyday I'm raining got the most precipitation
Soul-o, Top Dawg Administration
Top Notch, Crock Pot Hot, where's your apron
Stop, watch, grab a stop watch and pry patience
And watch us pop across the population

[Hook:]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]

[Verse 3:]
Do that shit, we done that shit
You new to this, we run that shit
Go and tell em Soul told em, lick a scrotum suck a dick
Down for what I'm up against, clowning when you see me
Styling joking, smiling sculpture poker face, through these black shades (Smoking on Haze)
In the middle of the bar, at least I think so I can't quite remember where we are
All I see is stars nigga, All I see is stars
I don't know if I'm on the red carpet or on Mars
Shout out to my bitches giving it up on the first date, Between 21 & 38 (Great)

[Hook:]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
For all my niggas doing drugs, fucking hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]

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