Showing up (feat. Jrdnfr)
I can't do no cappin
Girl I fuck with you the long way
Baby you a show that type of shit belong on broadway
Love the way you walk you got that shit be on the runway
And you got me stuck the way I'm fucking with yo feng shui
Yea baby I'm fucking with your swag
Let's light the night away cause I know you my match
I put on for that shit I know that nigga mad
I had to fuck around and hop inside my bag yea
Going up
I pass you them racks baby just throw it up
Lil mama she gas
She got me slowing up
And you ain't gotta ask just know showing up
Showing up
Shooowww
Show up show up show out
Show up show up show out
Shawty so damn fine she got a vibe on her I like yea
She just wanna kick it at the crib roll up get high with me yea
Go up with me let's go
Get high with me
She wanna go up like yea
Think of the last time
When was the last time you did something for yourself baby
Yea you deserve to go enjoy yourself yea
The way that you turn up for me ain't like nobody else yea
We both like blue cheese blue cheese we allergic to ranch
Going up
I pass you them racks baby just throw it up
Lil mama she gas
She got me slowing up
And you ain't gotta ask just know showing up
Showing up
Showing up yea
Show up show up show out
Girl I fuck with you the long way
Baby you a show that type of shit belong on broadway
Love the way you walk you got that shit be on the runway
And you got me stuck the way I'm fucking with yo feng shui
Yea baby I'm fucking with your swag
Let's light the night away cause I know you my match
I put on for that shit I know that nigga mad
I had to fuck around and hop inside my bag yea
Going up
I pass you them racks baby just throw it up
Lil mama she gas
She got me slowing up
And you ain't gotta ask just know showing up
Showing up
Shooowww
Show up show up show out
Show up show up show out
Shawty so damn fine she got a vibe on her I like yea
She just wanna kick it at the crib roll up get high with me yea
Go up with me let's go
Get high with me
She wanna go up like yea
Think of the last time
When was the last time you did something for yourself baby
Yea you deserve to go enjoy yourself yea
The way that you turn up for me ain't like nobody else yea
We both like blue cheese blue cheese we allergic to ranch
Going up
I pass you them racks baby just throw it up
Lil mama she gas
She got me slowing up
And you ain't gotta ask just know showing up
Showing up
Showing up yea
Show up show up show out
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Writer(s): Dimitri Roseboro
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