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Juicy J - Show Out (Explicit Version)

Show Out
Juicy J
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[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
E'rytime I go out, you know, I gotta show out,
E'rytime I go out, you know, I bring the dough out,
E'rytime they go out, you know, they bring they ho out,
E'rytime I go out, you know, I bring that flow out.

E'rytime I go out, you know, I gotta show out. [x4]

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
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 gettin money, chicks start comin 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 swollen, I think they finna bust,
Ace in my hand and a .45 tuck,
Money comin down, codeine pourin up.
Smokin on some dope, always on a float,
Twenty years in, niggas callin me the G.O.A.T.
Money addin up, you haters goin broke,
Still in the game, while you niggas ridin old.
See me showin out, they muggin, I don't give a fuck.
How I start my morning off ? A zip and a double cup.
Hatin 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.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
All these ratchets 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' Xany's, that's Xantastic,
Gettin rich, bandtastic,
White girls like Anne Hatha-
Way goin', 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, boy,
Young ass playa doin' everything that I have to, so...

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I got some bad bitches with me,
Say they like Rihanna, love Whitney.
She say, “How many bottles do you want?” I told her, “Fifty.”
She say, “Anything?” Yeah, bitch, a kidney.
E'rytime I go out, you know, I bring that dough out,
Finances is on a milli, it lookin' like a blowout.
Hundred bitches with me, look like I left the ho house,
Hundred 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,
Twenty car caravan, I bet they gon' follow.

[Chorus]

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