Show 'Em (feat. Webbie, Wankaego & K Camp)

Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel
baby you a real one get hit show em you real
Show em you real, Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel

Lately I've been getting a whole, a whole lot of money
My haters they been gettin a whole, whole lot of nothing
I can't help that im this hot, im so so blessed
You have fun wit them riders I'm so, so fresh
Everything i touch turn gold
I'm a winner
lately its playboy mansion pussy might dig ha
you dont no my struggle everyday anotha bag ask the world
Who the man?
They gone tell you boosie badazz
call it my freedom now im eatin they got whiplash
7- 45 on my wrist, right now im so rich
i cant help how you feel
cus you feel how you feel
I'm just gon do me and continue to be too real
6 diffrent hustles, now im bringin in a new year
thank god real music been saved boosie boo here they mad
bout as cold as me, minors on they knee's,
every since i been released money falling off of trees! errbody know

Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel
baby you a real one get hit show em you real
Show em you real, Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel

Im gettin cash
my own crib my own car
sittin back gettin money bags
im swimmin in it, l-l-lone shark
countin checks, that gps dont stop beepin
like da sound off, that navigation lead me to the paper,
like on star them trap niggas they love me; them whack bitches ain none to me,
cus ain none of them hoes above me
im so dope i blow cash you hoes broke thats yo bad,
you cant afford my tote bag im killin shxt
toe tag see me in the whip like dueces go hang
ya self yall nuisence we turnt up we turnt out
my liquor straight no juices sittin
by my radi in the gettin bread like i work at panara;
panoramic roof who dissapear it i reappear it in the panarama

Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel
baby you a real one get hit show em you real
Show em you real, Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel

You know me i grew up straight up off fast money
that massarati jag money stop handcuffin
hat bitch sound like a band dont it
it seal up like a man dont it
i expect them bands on it
we get hoes then we fuck em they gon brag on it you can talk that talk can you walk that walk with bout 8 times ass on ya
had my lil bitch turn everysong into her dance floor oh that ain nun you should see her with no pants on i first night my girl
my relationships dont last long but it be so fun while it be lastin
and i last long and she lick on my tattoos while i blast on her
and i see that pretty pussy see dats da one to call

Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel
baby you a real one get hit show em you real
Show em you real, Lately I've been getting money
I can help how you feel



Credits
Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Kristopher Thomas Campbell, Webster Gradney, Leland Clopton, Theresa Runyon
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