ShowOut

Let me show you how I show out
I can show you
Let me show you how I show out
I can show you
Yk

4:44 Was the T.O.D
When my heart changed now it's M.O.E
These niggas sweet like P.I.E
Please kill a rat slow till they D.I.E
I'm feeling like Pac who B.I.G
Gone press play on the movie D.V.D
Cus I'll ready set go like 1.2.3

We in here 30 deep 60 deep
Pocket rocket safety off security sweet
You must thought I won't gone pop out
Roscoe Dash my mood cus tonight I'm bout to show out
Well show outttt

I see your dead mans on your shirt is you missing him
If you see his killa in this bitch is you killing him
Or maybe you a hoe cus I feel you might be fearing him
But if I see a opp the hospital theyll be admitting him
The way she shake that ass I think ima have to put a spell on her
Yeah she got a man but I still might go to hell for her
Soon as I seen her i swear to god I was on her bumper
Told her I want that pussy baby throw me out a number

We in here 30 deep 60 deep
Pocket rocket safety off security sweet
You must thought I won't gone pop out
Roscoe Dash my mood cus tonight I'm bout to show out
Well show outttt
We in here 30 deep 60 deep
Pocket rocket safety off security sweet
You must thought I won't gone pop out
Roscoe Dash my mood cus tonight I'm bout to show out
Well show outttt



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Writer(s): Joshua Dickens
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