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ace rose - show me lyrics

hook
show me how you’d really work it
if you were mine

please don’t call
if i leave you on the phone line

why your man jealous
of the way i roll around?

sorry babe
i’m not the type that’ll keep you around
verse 1
always been with the baddest
get a new actress if she acting huh
always back to mattress
get a new gladys if she singing huh
always leave you backless
i just practice what i’m preaching huh
always leave climactic
to that p+ssy i’m madd hatter bruh
sorry you don’t matter bruh
get the f+ck up out my club
might call and check you up in my club
might get my suit raise my back hand and shut you the f+ck up
clown i’m sick of thе stand up
she ain’t it your b+tch don’t float my boat
so tell her not to pop up
just hеard a b+tch spread gossip to my friends
fake bullsh+t that broke up one of them
now i know who i can trust and who’s the f+cking traitor
f+ck a bro code when theres p+ssy on the table
children don’t believe in fables
i do not believe in labels
shut your mouth up boy i predict a pool of dead like cable
i kiss her below the naval
you bought your b+tch off of paypal
any verse i will disable
young king arthur at the table

hook
show me how you’d really work it
if you were mine

please don’t call
if i leave you on the phone line

why your man jealous
of the way i roll around

sorry babe
i’m not the type that’ll keep you around

verse 2
ace with the pace
i relate to the bates
i erase with the blade
i chase for the case
i make no mistake
i race with the weights
i brake these stakes
i take from the fake
i waste who you make
i face what you play
i wait for my prey
i slay y’all snakes
i pray every day
i shape what you say
you motherf+ckers can’t touch my taste
b+tch i hit back to back when i step to the bat
i know my worth whoa
k!ll your sh+t when i rap its a wrap then throw you in that he+rs+
whoa
make her clap dont care if it fat she wants cash for her purse whoa
dont mess with the kid he attack when you put him on the track
i’m like a curse whoa
my flow the chosen one b+tch i’m walking on the sky
every verse i go anakin and luke combined
hon il stop being solo for you tonight
hey daisy ridley you’re the type that can be my wife
baby let me tell you what you on tonight yeah on tonight
i got my place stocked with everything that you like yeah that you like
no competition your the one thats on my sight yeah on my sight
i promise you that i’m the type that treat em
yeah treat you right
hook
show me how you’d really work it
if you were mine

please don’t call
if i leave you on the phone line

why your man jealous
of the way i roll around

sorry babe
i’m not the type that’ll gonna keep you around

outro

you around
im not the you around
yeah you around
you around

- ace rose lyrics

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