Show Out - Juicy J, Pimp C, T. I

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Mike WiLL Made-It

Yeahh

You know we always get money man

Young Jeezy, Big Sean, Juicy J

Ear Drummers

Boss shit, nigga, let’s get it

Everytime I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I bring the dough out

Every time they go out, you know they bring they hoe out

Every time I go out, you know I bring that blow out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Trippy niggas and a few hoes

One night, two shows

That’s two mansions and a team expansion

Thumbin' through a check, got me sweatin' and pantin'

When you getting money chicks come around

Niggas start hatin' who’s holdin' you down

All this ice I’m just livin' the life

Bad bitches want me, give me head like lice

Hit club LIV in a rush

Pockets so swole I think they finna bust

Ace in my hand and a 45 tuck

Money coming down codeine pourin' up

Smokin on some dope, always on a float

20 years in niggas callin me the G.O.A.T

Money adding up you haters going broke

Still in the game while you niggas ridin' oak

See me showin' out they muggin' I don’t give a fuck

How I start my morning off a zip and a double cup

Hating ass niggas, y’all behind me

Ball so hard they want to fine me

Juicy J, Taylor Gang

I been rich since the 90's

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I bring the dough out

Every time they go out, you know they bring they hoe out

Every time I go out, you know I bring that blow out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

All these ratchet hoes say I ain’t shit

Well, at least I ain’t broke ho

Stackin paper like old folks

And you still stayin' with your old folks

She a fan, that’s fantastic, poppin' xannies, that’s xantastic

Gettin rich, band-tastic, white girls like Anne Hathaway

Way going, way out, they wait for my bandwagon

She let me bang and I ain’t got a bandana

Ooh (Freaky) that’s just how I move

Fast girls, fast money, no more fast food

Came up first class, my passport gettin' tattooed (boi)

Young ass playa doing everything that I have to

So every time I go out…

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I bring the dough out

Every time they go out, you know they bring they hoe out

Every time I go out, you know I bring that blow out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

I got some bad bitches with me

Say they like Rihanna love Whitney

She say how many bottles do you want, I told her 50

She say anything, yeah bitch a kidney

Every time I go out, you know I bring that dough out

Finesse is on a milli', it lookin' like a blowout

100 bitches with me, look like I left the ho house

100 racks with me, look like I left the blow house

Now we poppin' bottles, they came with the sparkles

Got my niggas with me, they came with them yoppers

Got a few ratchets, even a couple models

20 car caravan, I bet they gon follow, ugh

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I bring the dough out

Every time they go out, you know they bring they hoe out

Every time I go out, you know I bring that blow out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out

Every time I go out, you know I gotta show out