| Give me a minute to get in it
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| Give me a minute with one of your main bitches
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| Mental fitness I demonstrate
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| Right in front of your eyes
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| Watch your bitch elevate from a five to a nine
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| Confidence booster all in her mind
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| And I’m checkin' every dollar and dime
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| To the city where my committee chase titties and ass
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| I’ll show you where the check break fast
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| And we bust heads fast
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| If a nigga not in single file
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| Run up on him single style
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| Let the thing break him down
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| You love my methods
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| Take a nigga off the Earth if he on my shit list reckless
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| The key copper
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| Have to eat proper
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| Bitches lookin' for guidance
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| Had to be proper
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| Tone Capone is the beat dropper
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| The jump off is jumpin' off proper
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| And it’s about to get hotter
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| Chorus: Keak Da Sneak
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| Til it pop off
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| And you better be ready for the jump off
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| Til it pop off
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| And you better be ready for the jump off
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| Til it pop off
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| And you better be ready for the jump off
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| I still rep Walnut Street in deep East Oakland
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| The 100 block where you can your whole shit broken
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| Like Mystikal «Still Smokin» |
| The life ??
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| And rent free
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| I never let nothin' live on my mind
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| I gotta grind, shine
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| And fight for my grandma
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| And don’t do nothin' stupid like Hammer
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| Til I go bankrupt
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| Steady drinkin' til I finish my cup
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| Then bust ya head before I shoot up the gut
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| Fresh outta Folsom and proper beef injections
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| Chosen selections
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| Cuz girl I ain’t fuckin' without protection
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| I’m harder than erection
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| Teachers so you study your lessons
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| And advise for that viewer discretion
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| On a scale to 1 to 10 I get 11
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| Give a toast to the pussy like Devin
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| And beat it up off Sprite and Seagram 7
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| I’ve plottin' on a way to get rich
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| And keep bread out that cock
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| And all the folks in the hood aimin' for head
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| Shots of lead poppin'
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| Situation’s crucial
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| And every nigga I’m wit is feelin' neutral
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| Fuck takin' 10 paces
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| And drawin' down
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| This ain’t no Western movie
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| Roll a Swisher, pass it to Ric
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| Sat the window wit the doobie
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| I’m lookin' at booty
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| Onion ass on the strip
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| You fine but baby girl where your whip
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| It’s jumpin' off
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| While I’m outtie on the West |
| I got the best weed
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| And the best hoes
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| I’m on the block at all times dressed in the best clothes
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| My focus is money cuz pussy come natural
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| I only fuck wit those that can show me some collateral
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| I deal 'em all off top
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| I ain’t a child molester or a killer
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| I don’t need y’all props
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| Shit, if she wit me, she know what it is
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| We hotellin' and you don’t deserve to go to the crib
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| If yo potna wanna roll she can roll
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| I ain’t gotta touch
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| I like to smoke and watch you freaky hoes
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| And I could have my choice
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| Enie, meenie, miney, mo
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| Bust a nut, get the fuck
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| Play it how it go
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| My main ho called and told me she made some money
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| I said «Bitch you ain’t never come gave it to me!»
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| How many woman now done wanna get gangsta for me
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| Gotta be willin' to get down on your hands and stomach |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Show Off , by - Jim Jones. Song from the album Vampire Life 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп