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Performed By: Cgr jmoe
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Jahod Dougherty




Cgr jmoe - Show Her Lyrics
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(Oh)
(Yeah)
(Han-Han)
(Okay, Yeah)
(Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah)
I show her how to get the bag, yeah
2 toned Cartier, got her another Audemar (Audemar)
I show her how to get the bag, yeah
Don't need no motherf*ckin' stylin' jeans, I just need for you to take it off
I been that nigga won't stop, she seen my wrist it's fly
You f*cked my brother you die, can't come where I reside
I don't know her and she want more, I told her come it's plenty more
I f*cked her good and now she sore, baby you don't need them toys (Yeah)
I be knowin I'm fly as shit, Yeah-Yeah
Tripped off the balcony, rubbin her with my dick, Yeah-Yeah
Drunk as f*ck, and you know I keep my rolls up, I'm lit as f*ck these bitches I want the hoes boy
Hop in the car love riding in a track, keep my pole don't ride in the back, she on me like some Similac, she f*ck with me buy her a ass
She told me that she want more, if I nut in her, buy her the store, f*ck her good right by the floor, girl yo dreams I won't ignore
I like keeping her right on the side of me, she f*ck it up I swear I don't wanna be where the models be
Shoot the club up if I feel like the bitch a prodigy
Don't f*ck wit no leachin' hoes, you can't get on the side of me
(Yeah, No)
Stop f*cking around wit stank hoes, they can't do shit for me no
(Yeah, No)
You can't say nothing about me, you can get up out my home
(Yeah, No)
Keep my gun right on the side of me, I can't let them take nothing from me no
(Yeah, No)
Baby you cannot f*ck around wit me, you know I ain't never stopping no
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(Oh)
(Yeah)
(Han-Han)
(Okay, Yeah)
(Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah)
I show her how to get the bag, yeah
2 toned Cartier, got her another Audemar (Audemar)
I show her how to get the bag, yeah
Don't need no motherf*ckin' stylin' jeans, I just need for you to take it off
I been that nigga won't stop, she seen my wrist it's fly
You f*cked my brother you die, can't come where I reside
I don't know her and she want more, I told her come it's plenty more
I f*cked her good and now she sore, baby you don't need them toys (Yeah)
I be knowin I'm fly as shit, Yeah-Yeah
Tripped off the balcony, rubbin her with my dick, Yeah-Yeah
Drunk as f*ck, and you know I keep my rolls up, I'm lit as f*ck these bitches I want the hoes boy
Hop in the car love riding in a track, keep my pole don't ride in the back, she on me like some Similac, she f*ck with me buy her a ass
She told me that she want more, if I nut in her, buy her the store, f*ck her good right by the floor, girl yo dreams I won't ignore
I like keeping her right on the side of me, she f*ck it up I swear I don't wanna be where the models be
Shoot the club up if I feel like the bitch a prodigy
Don't f*ck wit no leachin' hoes, you can't get on the side of me
(Yeah, No)
Stop f*cking around wit stank hoes, they can't do shit for me no
(Yeah, No)
You can't say nothing about me, you can get up out my home
(Yeah, No)
Keep my gun right on the side of me, I can't let them take nothing from me no
(Yeah, No)
Baby you cannot f*ck around wit me, you know I ain't never stopping no
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Writer: Jahod Dougherty
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