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[Hook:]

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.

(Show out) Gucci, Louis, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

(Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it's no tomorrow

(Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

(Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it's no tomorrow (out out out out)

[Verse 1:]

I got lots of gwalla, I spend it.

I'm a ball-a-hollic like my money, never ending.

Pockets so swole just like Popeye on his spinach.

Like Roscoe why you grunt so hard? I'm like I'm tryna get it.

And that's just how I do it, hit the mall with bout 10 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 gon be stupid.

You know I make it rain hoe, Goosey by the bottle, blowin fruity like a mango.

Gone and catch this change hoe, yeah we in this thang hoe.

It's R-O-S-C-O-E dash, I'm headed for the fame hoe.

[Hook:]

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

(Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

(Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it's no tomorrow

(Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

(Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it's no tomorrow (out out out out)

[Verse 2:]

Show out, show out, show out, all I do is show out.

Inhale the kushhh, then I blow out.

SS Camero 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 hoe out.

I don't even know her and I fucked er, what you know bout that?

See all she know is Roscoe got dem racks

Now my meat's between her buns like a fuckin Big Mac.

And everytime she place her order, I beat her then deport her.

I get heads and tails like both sides of the quarter.

Shawty bad, she expensive; so you prolly couldn't afford er.

But every time I see her it's crunch time, like we in the fourth quarter, and I'm gone.

[Hook:]

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.

(Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

(Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it's no tomorrow

(Show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man I'm all about my dollas

(Show out) I be all up in the mall ballin like it's no tomorrow (out out out out)

[Ending:]

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.

Roscoe Dash - Show Out – текст


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