The Clipse

The Clipse - Showing Out lyrics

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(feat. Yo Gotti & Pharrell)




[Verse 1: ~Pusha T~]

Ho I'm major, that shit nothin

Young nigga, old money, benjamin button



Seein through ya pokerface, that nigga bluffin

Ladies goin gaga for a nigga tryna fuck him

Nickel plate tuck it, hesitate nothin

And I got the AR, why I like to bust it?

Why I need counselin, why I won't discuss it?

Why I spend Donkey Kong knots in the mall like fuck it?

Pull up at the stop light, lookin at this cop light

Yeah I drive big shit, nah my license ain't right

Still let the top drop back when it's sunny



Cuz life ain't nothin but bitches and money



[Hook: ~Pharrell~]

I don't what it is

Somethin inside

I need that attention

I just can't hide

Keep hearin these voices

Inside of my mind



Sayin fuck the rest

It's time to shine

I know that's how

The good one's died

But I need that risk

I need that drive

I'm stealin yo bitch

I'm stealin yo grind

Bitches sing this



And that's why I'm

Showin out lil mama

Showin out lil daddy [x4]



[Verse 2: ~Yo Gotti~]

Old school chevy wide body like a phantom

5 stars love but them haters can't stand em

UK money, 150,000 pounds

All white lamb sit low to that ground



I just joined a gang, the millionaire boys club

Gave me a box of baking soda and a skateboard

I'm in the kitchen puttin the work on steroids

Peakin out the glass for the feds, I'm paranoid

No I ain't platinum, but how I'm a millionaire?

I know this a 4 door, so how it ain't no ceilin there?

Showin off lil mama, goin hard lil daddy

Yo Gotti homeboi, I'm a walkin dope package



[Hook: ~Pharrell~]



Somethin' inside

I need that attention

I just can't hide

Keep hearin these voices

Inside of my mind

Sayin fuck the rest



It's time to shine

I know that's how

The good one's died

But I need that risk

I need that drive

I'm stealin yo bitch

I'm stealin yo grind

Bitches sing this

And that's why I'm



Showin out lil mama

Showin out lil daddy [4x]



[Verse 3: ~Malice~]

I'm from the era, of letter to the better

They tell me rap changed, well I'ma have to let her

Common loved her, I wish I never met her

They slutted her out, there's nothin left to treasure

Seems all I hear em say, nigga where them dollaz at?



Here they go right here, tell them niggaz hollaback

Hit it then I quit then I step like a welcome mat

That 2010 got me feelin like I'm all of that

Re-Up Gang Trinity, Liva, me and Pusha T

Got my money right, them hater's tight like virginity

They don't understand how I feed off their energy

My table is prepared in the presence of my enemies



[Hook: ~Pharrell~]



I don't what it is

Somethin inside

I need that attention

I just can't hide

Keep hearin these voices

Inside of my mind

Sayin fuck the rest

It's time to shine

I know that's how



The good one's died

But I need that risk

I need that drive

I'm stealin yo bitch

I'm stealin yo grind

Bitches sing this

And that's why I'm

Showin out lil mama

Showin out lil daddy [4x]
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