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Show Me lyrics

Performer Ilajide, Mic Phelps

Show Me song lyrics by Ilajide, Mic Phelps official

Show Me is a song in English

Chief Cheif
Ch-Chief Chief
Chief Cheif
Ch-Chief Chief
I think Phelps outside,
I think Phelps outside, huh hold on, hold on
Cooler than a counter-clockwise ceiling fan
Church every Sunday cause I'm finna sin again
Her coochie business name Bennett, I ain't in it man
Passport pimpin' only time I'm trippin' man, dippin' man
Baby mama want the dick again
If you pregnant, I'ma call shenanigans
Whip a plan, I gotta blow first like Ricky Tan
Gambit it how a nigga split with the stick in hand
To my monamies with G's from overseas
When I show my dungarees, please cop a Tee
I got degrees indeed from these M.I.C.'s
Now my publishin' on point cause I know how to read
This that fine tooth comb till I get a two-tone
Milly on the new phone, move and get a new home
Don't be playin' with my dome
Less you comin' out the dome
If you stringin' me along, poof a pimpin be gone
Hold on, lil baby, won't you show me somethin
I been listenin' all night and I ain't heard nothin
Matter fact, why you talkin' and you got the blunt
Back up, back up, back up, back up, uh
Fresh from the southside
Smokin' endo, you can smell it outside
Nigga, I was on the outside, now I'm on the inside
Smokin' bud when my friends ride
Get it on when my bitch slide
To the crib, then her friends slide
Get it poppin' like grease on french fries
Just left the Dispo
Coulda got more, but I only copped a zip, though
Dick so good, bitches askin' what it hit for
Never make a promise to these hoes like I'm Sisqo
Shootin' at the party it's a panic at the disco
38 grams, she gon' let a nigga cram
She gon' throw your boy them yams
Steak bites in the VIP, get your wristband
Spike Lee snap back, lookin' like a Knicks fan
Puff Daddy, I got faith in a big plan
My bitch ass so big, it need a kickstand Du
Hold on, lil baby, won't you show me somethin
I been listenin' all night and I ain't heard nothin
Matter fact, why you talkin' and you got the blunt
Back up, back up, back up, back up, uh
Hold on, lil baby, won't you show me somethin
I been listenin' all night and I ain't heard nothin
Matter fact, why you talkin' and you got the blunt
Back up, back up, back up, back up, uh
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Kortez Marion, Miles Stewart Sr
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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