Showin Out lyrics

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Hundred hoes when I roll out
all my flushes be soled out
showin up and I showout
nigga all this money I'm blowin out
pole it out, blow it out, pole it out, blow it out
pole it out, blow it out
I'm showin up and I'm showin out
I'm going up, I ain't going out
hundred thick when I'm strolling out
money talking close your mouth
I'm showing up and I'm showin out
pole it out, blow it out,
pole it out, blow it out
pole it out, blow it out
showin up and I'm showin out

Ridin up in my new car
ridin ride with my new bro
I heard you was hatin on me but
don't know who the f*ck you are
girl I'm raping the convict
and I'm rockin like ..
I'll be making my ..flip
chick is none of my profit
thousand miles on that dash board
laf lane, fast lane, twitter why I'll be the rock store
she'll be hittin my .., I'll be hittin her ..spot
then I'm hittin my weed spot
re cope and smoke it all
till I'm high that three top
I've been making the movies
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y'all girl jacuzzi, I'm walk around in that ..
when home like two freaks
with my cake I whine that
and they say for my mind that
VIP is where I match
show man what outside that..

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I'm showin' out and I'm showin' out
tryin' these AK I falled it out
I'm the nigga they know about
they ..the p**sy no holding out
god late white B don't beat it up like A LEE
say she tired than fake niggas
well baby girl come try me
I'm in the club spinnin' bub, turning thug
throwin' it up, black card Oz enough
with Wiz Khalifa we rolled it up
pole it up forgot to mention my lane yellow
like Lisa Simpson ran out the purple
.. show me the money
I climb the pigeon
f*ck the rap, f*ck the rap,
I'm in the trap made a hundred stacks
god low it and blew it all
bitch I want my money back
throwin' cash like I don't need it
I'm gorgeous you conceited
you can see I be the reason
I be as league miss convict

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