"Show Out" lyrics
(from "P-Valley" soundtrack)
(Moans) yeaaa
Hmm
Yea he wanna rub it (hmm)
Yea he wanna touch it (on God)
Yea he wanna fuck it (fuck)
Yea he wanna suck it
She don't never do it how I do it
She don't never ride it like I do
She don't never drop it to da flo'
Probably why I'm 1 and never 2
Big bag counting big cash
Tell dat hoe don't touch a stage
'Less the bitch bad
On the hunnits yea we run it got a bitch mad
Taking all a nigga money got a bitch sad
Ain't nobody in the club who really do it like we do na
If I drop it low you know yo nigga wanna screw na
Talking in the back then we can fight and we can chew out
Winning all the dollas on the flo'
What you gone do na
Work some, twerk some basis
Body on us when they throw we gettin naked
Got a problem baby girl then come and take it
Swear these hoes don't ever say shit forreal
We go
We got em lookin and watching they think that we rookies
But they cant come Make a bag without em selling da Pussy
But we don't do all da drama we gone go for da kill
And when he come in da club you know he payin da bill
Tip dollas, tip on a bad hoe
Drip on em don't slip on a bag hoe
Talk fought yea we known to really drag hoes
Thick bitch wit a whole lotta ass tho
Drop drop drop it to da flo' bitch
Drop drop drop it make it go sis
Drop drop drop it like a dime
All these other bitches know we fine (forreal huh)
Lights out they gone throw it for da roulette
Whisper, they gone throw it for da brunette
Tip ha give a fuck about who you is
Rich gul she gone do it how she do it
Show out when it's time to go out
Body on da pole yea we known to take a hoe out
Doin what they know bout
Run em like a robot
Taking every nigga in the club
Bring some mo' out bitch
Show out when it's time to go out
Body on da pole yea we known to take a hoe out
Doin what they know bout
Run em like a robot
Taking every nigga in the club
Bring some mo' out bitch
Hmm
Yea he wanna rub it (hmm)
Yea he wanna touch it (on God)
Yea he wanna fuck it (fuck)
Yea he wanna suck it
She don't never do it how I do it
She don't never ride it like I do
She don't never drop it to da flo'
Probably why I'm 1 and never 2
Big bag counting big cash
Tell dat hoe don't touch a stage
'Less the bitch bad
On the hunnits yea we run it got a bitch mad
Taking all a nigga money got a bitch sad
Ain't nobody in the club who really do it like we do na
If I drop it low you know yo nigga wanna screw na
Talking in the back then we can fight and we can chew out
Winning all the dollas on the flo'
What you gone do na
Work some, twerk some basis
Body on us when they throw we gettin naked
Got a problem baby girl then come and take it
Swear these hoes don't ever say shit forreal
We go
We got em lookin and watching they think that we rookies
But they cant come Make a bag without em selling da Pussy
But we don't do all da drama we gone go for da kill
And when he come in da club you know he payin da bill
Tip dollas, tip on a bad hoe
Drip on em don't slip on a bag hoe
Talk fought yea we known to really drag hoes
Thick bitch wit a whole lotta ass tho
Drop drop drop it to da flo' bitch
Drop drop drop it make it go sis
Drop drop drop it like a dime
All these other bitches know we fine (forreal huh)
Lights out they gone throw it for da roulette
Whisper, they gone throw it for da brunette
Tip ha give a fuck about who you is
Rich gul she gone do it how she do it
Show out when it's time to go out
Body on da pole yea we known to take a hoe out
Doin what they know bout
Run em like a robot
Taking every nigga in the club
Bring some mo' out bitch
Show out when it's time to go out
Body on da pole yea we known to take a hoe out
Doin what they know bout
Run em like a robot
Taking every nigga in the club
Bring some mo' out bitch
Writer(s): Jay W. Jenkins, Sean Michael Anderson, Michael Len Ii Williams, Justin Devon Garner, Jordan Michael Houston
