Show Me
Ha! They call me S-L to the M-O
Girl what's your MO
S-L to the M-O
Girl what's your MO
I heard you tryna peep on my credentials
Oh baby you know
I'm from the six deuce seis
Where we all about that bag
And them ho's we don't chase
All this money that we make
Is 'fin to run up
Instead of tryna spread up on my chest
Let's make this butta
And I'ma show you how to roll up
And I ain't even need the digits
Cuz showtime, if she hood
Den she wit' it wit' it
If you wanna know me
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
And I know do you know that I feel it
If you wanna know me (Know me)
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
I like 'em hood rich
Throw me a booty or a bag
And every time we hit a lick
I'ma hitchu with half
Pull them curtains back
Yo we workin'
And you a boss
Let the strippers do the twerkin'
I like them Bonnie type of bitches
That gon' grip me in the yard
Kosher Kush and OG
When she twistin' my cigars
Ask about me
And I can hit it two ways
I want 'em thick
Mix double sugar with my koolaid
This a new day
I'm on my cool J
Let me kick, push, coast
Whatchu finna show me?
This is slo and you know
If you wanna know me
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
And I know do you know that I feel it
If you wanna know me (Know me)
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
And I know do you know that I feel it
Girl what's your MO
S-L to the M-O
Girl what's your MO
I heard you tryna peep on my credentials
Oh baby you know
I'm from the six deuce seis
Where we all about that bag
And them ho's we don't chase
All this money that we make
Is 'fin to run up
Instead of tryna spread up on my chest
Let's make this butta
And I'ma show you how to roll up
And I ain't even need the digits
Cuz showtime, if she hood
Den she wit' it wit' it
If you wanna know me
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
And I know do you know that I feel it
If you wanna know me (Know me)
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
I like 'em hood rich
Throw me a booty or a bag
And every time we hit a lick
I'ma hitchu with half
Pull them curtains back
Yo we workin'
And you a boss
Let the strippers do the twerkin'
I like them Bonnie type of bitches
That gon' grip me in the yard
Kosher Kush and OG
When she twistin' my cigars
Ask about me
And I can hit it two ways
I want 'em thick
Mix double sugar with my koolaid
This a new day
I'm on my cool J
Let me kick, push, coast
Whatchu finna show me?
This is slo and you know
If you wanna know me
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
And I know do you know that I feel it
If you wanna know me (Know me)
Gotta show whatchu know when you show me
Ooh it's the feelin'
And I know do you know that I feel it
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Writer(s): Ronald Guzman
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