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Showing Out

 

Showing Out

(albüm: Til The Casket Drops - 2009)


[Verse 1: ~Pusha T~]
Ho I'm major, that shit nothin
Young nigga, old money, benjamin button

Seein through ya pokerface, that nigga bluffin
Ladies goin gaga for a nigga tryna fuck him
Nickel plate tuck it, hesitate nothin
And I got the AR, why I like to bust it?
Why I need counselin, why I won't discuss it?
Why I spend Donkey Kong knots in the mall like fuck it?
Pull up at the stop light, lookin at this cop light
Yeah I drive big shit, nah my license ain't right
Still let the top drop back when it's sunny

Cuz life ain't nothin but bitches and money

[Hook: ~Pharrell~]
I don't what it is
Somethin inside
I need that attention
I just can't hide
Keep hearin these voices
Inside of my mind

Sayin fuck the rest
It's time to shine
I know that's how
The good one's died
But I need that risk
I need that drive
I'm stealin yo bitch
I'm stealin yo grind
Bitches sing this

And that's why I'm
Showin out lil mama
Showin out lil daddy [x4]

[Verse 2: ~Yo Gotti~]
Old school chevy wide body like a phantom
5 stars love but them haters can't stand em
UK money, 150,000 pounds
All white lamb sit low to that ground

I just joined a gang, the millionaire boys club
Gave me a box of baking soda and a skateboard
I'm in the kitchen puttin the work on steroids
Peakin out the glass for the feds, I'm paranoid
No I ain't platinum, but how I'm a millionaire?
I know this a 4 door, so how it ain't no ceilin there?
Showin off lil mama, goin hard lil daddy
Yo Gotti homeboi, I'm a walkin dope package

[Hook: ~Pharrell~]

Something inside
I need that attention
I just can't hide
Keep hearin these voices
Inside of my mind
Sayin fuck the rest

It's time to shine
I know that's how
The good one's died
But I need that risk
I need that drive
I'm stealin yo bitch
I'm stealin yo grind
Bitches sing this
And that's why I'm

Showin out lil mama
Showin out lil daddy [4x]

[Verse 3: ~Malice~]
I'm from the era, of letter to the better
They tell me rap changed, well I'ma have to let her
Common loved her, I wish I never met her
They slutted her out, there's nothin left to treasure
Seems all I hear em say, nigga where them dollaz at?

Here they go right here, tell them niggaz hollaback
Hit it then I quit then I step like a welcome mat
That 2010 got me feelin like I'm all of that
Re-Up Gang Trinity, Liva, me and Pusha T
Got my money right, them hater's tight like virginity
They don't understand how I feed off their energy
My table is prepared in the presence of my enemies

[Hook: ~Pharrell~]

I don't what it is
Somethin inside
I need that attention
I just can't hide
Keep hearin these voices
Inside of my mind
Sayin fuck the rest
It's time to shine
I know that's how

The good one's died
But I need that risk
I need that drive
I'm stealin yo bitch
I'm stealin yo grind
Bitches sing this
And that's why I'm
Showin out lil mama
Showin out lil daddy [4x]

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