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Roscoe Dash
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Show Out
作詞:Kevin Erondu, Jeffrey Johnson
Everywhere I go I dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out Everywhere I go I dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin' like there's no tomorrow (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin' like there's no tomorrow (Show out)
I got lots of gwalla, I spend it I'm a ball-a-holic like my money, never ending Pockets so swoll' just like Popeye on his spinach Like, 'Roscoe, why you grind so hard?' I'm like, 'I'm trynin' to get it'
And that's just how I do it Hit the mall with 'bout ten stacks but you know that I blew it Hit the blunt, and threw it, that's just how we do it V.I.P. with M.M.I. you know we gonna be stupid
You know I make it rain ho Goosey by the bottle, blowin' fruity like a mango Go on and catch this change ho, yeah, we in this thang, ho It's R-O-S-C-O-E Dash, I'm headed for the fame, ho
Everywhere I go I dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out Everywhere I go I dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin' like there's no tomorrow (Show out) 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin' like there's no tomorrow (Show out)
Show out, show out, show out, all I do is show out Inhale the kush, then I blow out SS Camaro, bitch, watch me as I go out Back to the crib with yo' girl and I go out
We don't even go out, all she do is ho out I don't even know her and I fucked her, what you know 'bout that? See, all she know is Roscoe got them racks Now my meat's between her buns like a fuckin' Big Mac
And every time she place her order, I beat beat her to the Porter I get heads and tails like both sides of the quarter Shawty bad, she expensive, so you probably couldn't afford her But every time I see her it's crunch time, like we in the fourth quarter, and I'm gone
Everywhere I go I dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out Everywhere I go I dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin' like there's no tomorrow (Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars (Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin' like there's no tomorrow (Show out)
Show out, all I do is show out Watch me while I show out, Roscoe Dash a show out Show out, show out, show out Show out, show out, show out
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