Showing Out - Clipse, Yo Gotti

Young *** old money 'Benjamin Button'

Seein' through your 'Poker Face' that *** bluffin'

Ladies goin' gaga for *** tryin' to *** 'em

Nickel plate tuck it, hesitate nothin'

And I got the A-R, why I like to bust it?

Why I need counselin'?

Why I won’t discuss it?

Why I spend Donkey Kong naughts in the mall like *** it?

Pull up at the stop light, lookin' at this cop like

Yeah, I drive big ***, naw my license ain’t right

Still let the top drop back when it’s sunny

'Cause life ain’t nothin' but *** and money

I don’t know what is but somethin' inside

When you’ve got attention you just can’t hide

Comparin' these faces, inside of my mind

I’ve seen the *** rest, it’s time to shine

I know this now, the good ones ride

But I need that diss, I need that rhyme

I’m stealin' your ***, I’m stealin' your rhyme

This is sameness and that’s why I’m

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Old school Chevy, wide body like a Phantom

5 stars love but them haters can stand 'em

UK money, 150 thousand pounds

All white lim sittin' low to the ground

I just joined the game, the millionaire boys club

Gave me box of bakin' soda and skate board

I’m in the kitchen puttin' the work on steroids

Pickin' out blands for the Feds, I’m paranoid

Now I ain’t playin', never how, I’m millionaire

I know this for four doors, so how it ain’t gonna sit in them

Showin' off little momma, goin' hard little daddy

Yo Gotti homeboy and I’m a walkin' dope pick

I don’t know what is but somethin' inside

When you’ve got attention you just can’t hide

Comparin' these faces, inside of my mind

I’ve seen the *** rest, it’s time to shine

I know this now, the good ones ride

But I need that diss, I need that rhyme

I’m stealin' your ***, I’m stealin' your rhyme

This is sameness and that’s why I’m

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

I’m from the era, of letter to the better

They tell me rap change, well, I’ma have to let her

Common loved her, I wish I never met her

They *** her out, there’s nothin' left to treasure

Seems all I hear 'em say ***, where them dollars at?

Here they go right here till 'em *** holla back

Hit it then I quit it, then I step like a welcome mat

That 2010 got me feelin' like I’m all of that

Re-Up game trinity 'Liva, me and Pusha T

Got my money right them haters tight like virginity

They don’t understand how I feed off that energy

My table is prepared in the presence of my enemies

I don’t know what is but somethin' inside

When you’ve got attention you just can’t hide

Comparin' these faces inside of my mind

I’ve seen the *** rest, it’s time to shine

I know this now, the good ones ride

But I need that diss, I need that rhyme

I’m stealin' your ***, I’m stealin' your rhyme

This is sameness and that’s why I’m

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy

Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy