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Lud Foe

"Show Out"

[Intro]
Gang
Aye, aye, aye
Boom boom boom boom boom
b*tch b*tch
Aye
Aye
Gang
Gang

[Hook]
f*ck around made me show out
n*ggas be ratting
Can't wait till they free bro out
The police can't lock me up for the sh*t they don't know about
M16 in my old house
You would think we the marines
With a whole lot of rifles and beams
We headed to your house
I'm on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so I'm already loked up
Looking for your b*tch?
You can find her in my Penthouse
She always soaking my sheets up
Kick the b*tch out my house like the lease up
I caught the wave like I hit the beach up
You n*ggas boo-hooing to much
Why my lil b*tch always doing too much
Say you want to be me, you influenced too much
Thought my di*k was some gum
You chewing too much

[Verse 1]
Aye I'm back in this field
I'm bring the cleats out
n*ggas sit down, pull you a seat out
100 rounds, I'm cleaning the streets out
Aim at your taco, I'm knocking your meat out
You want that beat, then that's something we gon see about
Always getting money, cuz that's what I be about
Stepping on toes, like I saw her feet out
Pull on your block, we gone see you re route
She get the boot like I'm kicking my weed out
Sending them to hell, I'm bringing the heat out
I'm shaking up hell, I'm passing the beat out
You in the house boy, you don't even be out
You think you f*cking with me, you not ready
That sh*t gone only cuz you a headache
That sh*t gone only cuz you a headache
Hit the studio, then I go nuts like a payday
She made a wish, I called her Ray J
Bet she ain't putting no keys to my Benz like Dede
Cuz I f*cking run and go cray cray
You better hope I don't leave bullet holes in your lele
Fell on the ground where you lay lay
Pull up on 4's then I pull off with your bay bay
I'm fina hit that nene
Your b*tch trip out she only see me on that pay day
Call for back up n*gga, mayday
I got a Ak, I took your b*tch on a vacay
We had a good time JJ
Watch what you say say
Me and my n*ggas don't play play
Born in this sh*t, been a thug since pre K
I pimp a hoe, sell a b*tch on Ebay
Don't play my sh*t then we whopping the Dj
Feeling her shorts, she got her cheek out
12 at the door so the window I sneak out
Did it so fast I didn't even peak out
I could tugg on my chain, my sh*t always be out
Cut off your hand if you try an reach out
PSA b*tch I'm giving this speech out
Call up my jeweler, I'm picking the piece out
I'm dogging these b*tches I'm bringing the leash out

[Hook]
f*ck around made me show out
n*ggas be ratting
Can't wait till they free bro out
The police can't lock me up for the sh*t they don't know about
M16 in my old house
You would think we the marines
With a whole lot of rifles and beams
We headed to your house
I'm on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so I'm already loked up
Looking for your b*tch
You can find her in my Penthouse
She always soaking my sheets up
Kick the b*tch out my house like the lease up
I caught the wave like I hit the beach up
You n*ggas boo-hooing to much
Why my lil b*tch always doing too much
Say you want to be me, you influenced too much
Thought my di*k was some gum
You chewing too much

[Outro]
Think it was some gum, you chewing too much
Think it was some gum, you chewing too much
Chewing too much
Chewing too much
Thought my di*k was some gum, you chewing too much
I'm on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so I'm already loked up
Already loked up
I'm on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so I'm already loked up

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