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Roscoe Dash
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Show Out
作词：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)
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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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