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Talón - Show 'Em What You Got Lyrics



Talón - Show 'Em What You Got Lyrics




Yeah
You're listening to some new shit right here
Oh an original
Yeah
What did you forget about little old me
Come on
It's me bitch
T T T T T T T T TALON
An original haha
You ready for this yeah so come on

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star on the rise
A new star on the rise
A new star on the rise

I'm a tounge poppin' queen
Looking at me built like a machine
Full force
R Raiders
Coming outta the swamp like I'm a 'gator
But my skin is porcelain
When I was younger they cut off my foreskin
But don't worry that's where my story begins
I just wanted to be a part of who wins
Cause I'm a natural born winner
Eat it up chop it up chicken dinner
But I don't want any
That's okay though
My boyfriend born and raised Cato
Not every chance do I get to do this funky dance
Looking at me I'm feeling hella romance
Every dudes tryna get down my my my my pants
Lady and the tramp rubbin' on a genie lamp
While I'm over her tryna do this funky dance

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah Yeah Yeah
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise

Speed limit thirty five I go ninety
You're tryna speed up but you're still behind me
I'm in the fast lane
I afford the fast lane
Bitch why are you over here tryna complain
Next stop
Jumping on an airplane
Headed over headed over to Rome and Spain
Just landed pop out 'n crash
I walking like I got my foot on the gas
Paparazzi always tryna stop me and flash
So I keep stepin' like I got my foot on the gas
'Cause I walk
With my head up high
'Cause I walk
People tryna ask me why
Still I walk
Heads turn this ain't no lie
Still I walk still I walk still I walk still I walk

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah Yeah Yeah
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise

Bringing my new talent to the stadium
And I'm feeling like metal uranium
You wanna melt me
You wanna shape me
But you get it right thats my right
Everything has already been said and done
Expect for this one just 'cause I'm having fun
You heard it right from your own ears
So just hold back all those tears
My rhymes and rhythms can't be beat like your face in the streets
So

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah Yeah Yeah
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise

Always afraid of being the small fish in the big pond
Now I don't even care who you're frontin' on
I'm a whole different animal in the kingdom
March with me as I beat to my own drum
I'm a troublemaker I start conundrums
Drum drum drum drum drum drums drums
Slicing up the competition I do it so well
Lookin' at my body 'cause you know it's so swell

Wish you could have seen the fire in me
Wish you could have seen it long ago
Don't worry I needed time to grow
I'm a lethal
Weapon
Put it down in writing with a pen
My signature is T A L O N
That's Talon bitch
And you can't do that with any other f*cking name haha
I fly like a bird
I soar like a plane
I go insane
That's T A L O N
Talon bitch
Haha
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Yeah
You're listening to some new shit right here
Oh an original
Yeah
What did you forget about little old me
Come on
It's me bitch
T T T T T T T T TALON
An original haha
You ready for this yeah so come on

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star on the rise
A new star on the rise
A new star on the rise

I'm a tounge poppin' queen
Looking at me built like a machine
Full force
R Raiders
Coming outta the swamp like I'm a 'gator
But my skin is porcelain
When I was younger they cut off my foreskin
But don't worry that's where my story begins
I just wanted to be a part of who wins
Cause I'm a natural born winner
Eat it up chop it up chicken dinner
But I don't want any
That's okay though
My boyfriend born and raised Cato
Not every chance do I get to do this funky dance
Looking at me I'm feeling hella romance
Every dudes tryna get down my my my my pants
Lady and the tramp rubbin' on a genie lamp
While I'm over her tryna do this funky dance

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah Yeah Yeah
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise

Speed limit thirty five I go ninety
You're tryna speed up but you're still behind me
I'm in the fast lane
I afford the fast lane
Bitch why are you over here tryna complain
Next stop
Jumping on an airplane
Headed over headed over to Rome and Spain
Just landed pop out 'n crash
I walking like I got my foot on the gas
Paparazzi always tryna stop me and flash
So I keep stepin' like I got my foot on the gas
'Cause I walk
With my head up high
'Cause I walk
People tryna ask me why
Still I walk
Heads turn this ain't no lie
Still I walk still I walk still I walk still I walk

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah Yeah Yeah
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise

Bringing my new talent to the stadium
And I'm feeling like metal uranium
You wanna melt me
You wanna shape me
But you get it right thats my right
Everything has already been said and done
Expect for this one just 'cause I'm having fun
You heard it right from your own ears
So just hold back all those tears
My rhymes and rhythms can't be beat like your face in the streets
So

Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you're made of
Show 'em what you got
Show 'em what you came here for
Yeah Yeah Yeah
A new star is born
A new star on the rise
A new star is born
A new star on the rise

Always afraid of being the small fish in the big pond
Now I don't even care who you're frontin' on
I'm a whole different animal in the kingdom
March with me as I beat to my own drum
I'm a troublemaker I start conundrums
Drum drum drum drum drum drums drums
Slicing up the competition I do it so well
Lookin' at my body 'cause you know it's so swell

Wish you could have seen the fire in me
Wish you could have seen it long ago
Don't worry I needed time to grow
I'm a lethal
Weapon
Put it down in writing with a pen
My signature is T A L O N
That's Talon bitch
And you can't do that with any other f*cking name haha
I fly like a bird
I soar like a plane
I go insane
That's T A L O N
Talon bitch
Haha
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Nicholas Jansen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Talón
Length: 5:18
Written by: Nicholas Jansen

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