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Show Out (Explicit Version)

Hook;

Everywhere I go I,

Dress up and I go out,

I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out

Everywhere I go I,

Dress up and I go out,

I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out .

Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

I be all up in the mall ballin like its no tomorrow

Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

I be all up in the mall ballin like its no tomorrow.

Verse 1;

I got lots of gwalla, I spend it.

I'm a ball-a-hollic like my money , never ending.

Pockets so swole just like Popeye on his spinach.

Like Roscoe why you grunt so hard ? I'm like I'm tryna get it.

And that's just how I do it, hit the mall with bout 10 stacks; but you know that I blew it.

Hit the blunt, and threw it. That's just how we do it.

V.I.P. wit M.M.I. you know we gon be stupid.

You know I make it rain hoe, Goosey by the bottle, blowin fruity like a mango.

Gone and catch this change hoe, yeah we in this thang hoe.

It's R-O-S-C-O-E dash, I'm headed for the fame hoe.

Hook;

Everywhere I go I,

Dress up and I go out,

I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out

Everywhere I go I,

Dress up and I go out,

I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out .

Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

I be all up in the mall ballin like its no tomorrow

Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

I be all up in the mall ballin like its no tomorrow.

Verse 2;

Show out, show out, show out, all I do is show out.

Inhale the kushhh, then I blow out.

SS Camero bitch, watch me as I go out

Back to the crib wit yo girl and I go out.

We dont even go out, all she do is hoe out.

I dont even know her and I fucked er, what you know bout that?

See all she know is Roscoe got dem racks, now my meat's between her buns like a fuckin big mac.

And everytime she place her order, I beat er then deport er.

I get heads and tails like both sides of the quarter.

Shawty bad, she expensive; so you prolly couldn't afford er.

But every time I see her its crunch time, like we in the fourth quarter , and I'm gone.

Hook;

Everywhere I go I,

Dress up and I go out,

I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out

Everywhere I go I,

Dress up and I go out,

I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out .

Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

I be all up in the mall ballin like its no tomorrow

Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

I be all up in the mall ballin like its no tomorrow.

Ending;

Show out, all I do is show out

Watch me while I show out

Roscoe Dash a show out

Show out, show out, show out, show out, show out, show out.

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