Showout

Yeah
Showout
Yeah bitch I'm bout to showout
Showout
Yeah a nigga bout to showout
Showout
Yeah bitch I'm bout to showout
Showout
Yeah a nigga bout to showout

When the green and the pill kick in
Bitch I'm funna showout
Bitch I'm funna showout
Yeah a nigga funna showout
Once the gas and the bean kick in
Bitch I'm funna showout
Bitch I'm funna showout
Yeah a nigga funna showout
Showout showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to
Showout showout
Yeah a nigga bout to
Showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to
Showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to

It's an early Friday morning waiting on my direct deposit
Once I get off work I'll hit the dope man and see if he got it
Need some marijuana percocet and probably cop a bean
But that purple stuff that killed Pimp C can miss me wit that lean
Fuck it pour me up a cup
Even if it puts me in a hurse
Funna celebrate tonight like it's December 31st
We don't care bout rules we gon act a fool
Might stand on these people couches
And rap to any bitch I see once the DJ make his announcements
I'm poppin off I'm taking off I swear to ya that I'm gone
We vibin but we buckin if somebody wanna get wrong
Ain't no flexing either
Storm through these hoes hurricane Katrina
Once I'm in between her
Disaster the pussy have to call up the FEMA
But bitch don't get it twisted this is not an everyday thing
These hoes and pills got something is common
A sometime type of fling
Truth remains they gon talk shit probably say that I'm a junkie
But I promise you ain't seen one that's so clean and so spunky

When the green and the pill kick in
Bitch I'm funna showout
Bitch I'm funna showout
Yeah a nigga funna showout
Once the gas and the bean kick in
Bitch I'm funna showout
Bitch I'm funna showout
Yeah a nigga funna showout
Showout showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to
Showout showout
Yeah a nigga bout to
Showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to
Showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to

When I go out the shows out
That's no doubt just watch me
My bros out when I roll out
Got no routes can't catch me
Not flashy not tacky
Just saggy cop baggies
I don't trust a lot I just fuck a lot
Can't fuck with a bitch that don't suck a lot
I'm not the type to boast
My shit just do it for me
I'm not the type to choke
Ya bitch just do it for me
I'ma breeze through
That's why I'm never winded
You'll always see me fly
You'll never see me landed ugh
Showing out is what I know about
If you lost nigga I'll show u how
You already know when I come through
It's going down yeah it's going south
Nigga please don't touch me
I take my time don't rush me
Showing out for niggas I sonned
Call me daddy no puffy
She call me daddy no cuffin
I'll get the pussy no cuddling
Everyday get baked no oven
Everyday we lit we buzzin
Upfront nigga no frontin
Only worry bout fundin
These niggas swear they a beast
Until the realest huntin

When the green and the pill kick in
Bitch I'm funna showout
Bitch I'm funna showout
Yeah a nigga funna showout
Once the gas and the bean kick in
Bitch I'm funna showout
Bitch I'm funna showout
Yeah a nigga funna showout
Showout showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to
Showout showout
Yeah a nigga bout to
Showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to
Showout showout
Yeah you know I'm bout to



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Writer(s): Jean Daniel Descollines Ii
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