Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Show Off , by - Wale. Release date: 01.12.2016
Song language: English
Show Off |
| From the showroom to the runway |
| Make a move, take my daughter out for a sundae |
| The sun ray beamin' my dull life to niggas that jealous |
| They get no light, I piss 'em off on spite |
| Home base, you still runnin' from outfield |
| How’s bein' a louse feel |
| I’m corporate in the house that Ralph built |
| How chill, shorty don’t talk with your mouth filled |
| Your boyfriend a loser, got a couch to couch deal |
| Remember, that nigga still old with a pack since December |
| Smokers club found a president and member |
| If you play with your nose get high for the Kendra |
| Flying with the work, put the bud up in the blender |
| Suppress the bags, dope boy diddy bop finessed the swag |
| Got a knack for the biz with a great mind |
| Free max, Lauren got Barack on the facetime |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| Such a show off, Fuckin show off |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| From bein' gone even when he on we takin' no losses |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| Such a show off, Fuckin show off |
| From bein' gone even when he done we takin' no losses |
| Praise (?) synagogue or bar mitzvah |
| Flow with a number 1 I know it’s top lift |
| Middle lane shawty count a hunnid rounds |
| Pinnacle, doin' wild |
| Ya’ll ain’t gotta do the track do the style |
| I smoke until I’m dizzy, I call up DZA to get me |
| I’m never distant from real niggas, only digital enemies |
| Twitter, Twitter, you killin' me |
| I ain’t DM-ing bitches unless she feelin' me |
| Yeah, cause they be out for tax |
| And these (?) all over that |
| The keys back right where they found me at |
| I bet the box cutter shock him like the (?) |
| I be chillin' by the president pass |
| So fuck a boss; |
| Steve Austin, boy, Mr. McMahon |
| I’m out in Harlem again, 107th |
| Tellin' every Spanish girl no me llamo forever |
| Pocket rocket on lil' shawty, I gave you the better |
| I dare you to book em, my bougee bitches leavin' you stuck up, yeah |
| What’s up, show off, you such a show off |
| I blow hard, to blow jobs off and get a blowjob |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| Such a show off, Fuckin show off |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| From bein' gone even when he done we takin' no losses |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| Fuckin show off, Fuckin show off |
| Such a show off, Fuckin show off |
| From bein' gone even when he done we takin' no losses |
| I’ma have to ask ya’ll a question |
| How many potheads we got in the house tonight |
| Put them hands up |
| This one’s for you |