| Everywhere I go I
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| Dress up and I go out
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| I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
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| Everywhere I go I
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| Dress up and I go out
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| I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
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| (Show out) Gucci, Louis, Prada, man I’m all about my dollas
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| (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it’s no tomorrow
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| (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I’m all about my dollas
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| (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it’s no tomorrow (out out out
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| out)
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| I got lots of gwalla, I spend it
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| I’m a ball-a-hollic like my money, never ending
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| Pockets so swole just like Popeye on his spinach
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| Like Roscoe why you grind so hard? |
| I’m like I’m tryna get it
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| And that’s just how I do it, hit the mall with bout 10 stacks; |
| but you know
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| that I blew it
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| Hit the blunt, and threw it. |
| That’s just how we do it
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| V.I.P. |
| with M.M.I. |
| you know we gon be stupid
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| You know I make it rain ho, Goosey by the bottle, blowin fruity like a mango
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| Gone and catch this change ho, yeah we in this thang ho
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| It’s R-O-S-C-O-E dash, I’m headed for the fame ho
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| Everywhere I go I
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| Dress up and I go out
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| I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
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| Everywhere I go I
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| Dress up and I go out
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| I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
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| (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I’m all about my dollas
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| (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it’s no tomorrow
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| (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I’m all about my dollas
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| (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it’s no tomorrow (out out out
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| out)
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| Show out, show out, show out, all I do is show out
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| Inhale the kushhh, then I blow out
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| SS Camero bitch, watch me as I go out
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| Back to the crib with yo girl and I go out
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| We don’t even go out, all she do is ho out
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| I don’t even know her and I fucked er, what you know bout that?
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| See all she know is Roscoe got dem racks
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| Now my meat’s between her buns like a fuckin Big Mac
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| And everytime she place her order, I beat her then deport her
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| I get heads and tails like both sides of the quarter
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| Shawty bad, she expensive; |
| so you prolly couldn’t afford er
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| But every time I see her it’s crunch time, like we in the fourth quarter,
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| and I’m gone
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| Everywhere I go I
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| Dress up and I go out
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| I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
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| Everywhere I go I
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| Dress up and I go out
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| I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
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| (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I’m all about my dollas
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| (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it’s no tomorrow
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| (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I’m all about my dollas
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| (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it’s no tomorrow (out out out
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| out)
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| Show out, all I do is show out
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| Watch me while I show out
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| Roscoe Dash a show out
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| Show out, show out, show out
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| Show out, show out, show out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Show Out , by - Cam'Ron. Song from the album The Capo Chronicles, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп