Show Out
I don't really know why
The scent of your skin got me going while you're laying there
And even though you show out
I love the way you do me when ain't nobody looking
And every time we go out
You let these other bitches know right where you stand
Berkin with the GoYard
Yea that's my bitch ill say it again
And aint nobody gon take mine
And aint nobody gon take hers
Middle finger to haters
Gotta go and get paper
I don't understand what ya say' What ya say?
She lives in my lap and I do what I decide
And in that moment in that very moment
I feel like I own her
My guilty pleasure guilty pleasure guilty pleasure
My guilty pleasure damn near obsession
My guilty pleasure why am I obsessing?
My guilty pleasure
I don't really know why
The scent of your skin got me going while you're laying there
And even though you show out
I love the way you do me when ain't nobody looking
And I don't wanna say about thing
So ima just sit here all day and think
I really wanna say it but Ima just think
But I do love when you tell a nigga stop playing with me
And aint nobody gon take mine
And aint nobody gon take hers
Middle finger to haters
Gotta go and get paper
I don't understand what ya say' What ya say?
The scent of your skin got me going while you're laying there
And even though you show out
I love the way you do me when ain't nobody looking
And every time we go out
You let these other bitches know right where you stand
Berkin with the GoYard
Yea that's my bitch ill say it again
And aint nobody gon take mine
And aint nobody gon take hers
Middle finger to haters
Gotta go and get paper
I don't understand what ya say' What ya say?
She lives in my lap and I do what I decide
And in that moment in that very moment
I feel like I own her
My guilty pleasure guilty pleasure guilty pleasure
My guilty pleasure damn near obsession
My guilty pleasure why am I obsessing?
My guilty pleasure
I don't really know why
The scent of your skin got me going while you're laying there
And even though you show out
I love the way you do me when ain't nobody looking
And I don't wanna say about thing
So ima just sit here all day and think
I really wanna say it but Ima just think
But I do love when you tell a nigga stop playing with me
And aint nobody gon take mine
And aint nobody gon take hers
Middle finger to haters
Gotta go and get paper
I don't understand what ya say' What ya say?
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Writer(s): Daniel Ocansey
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