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juicy j - show out lyrics

[hook: young jeezy]
everytime i go out, you know i gotta show out
everytime i go out, you know i bring the dough out
everytime they go out, you know they bring they ho out
everytime i go out, you know i bring that flow out
everytime i go out, you know i gotta show out
everytime i go out, you know i gotta show out
everytime i go out, you know i gotta show out
everytime i go out, you know i gotta show out

[verse 1: juicy j]
trippy n-gg-s and a few hoes
one night, two shows
that’s two mansions and a team expansion
thumbin’ through a check, got me sweatin and pantin’
when you getting money chicks start coming around
n-gg-s start hatin’ who’s holdin’ you down
all this ice i’m just livin the life
bad b-tches want me, give me head like lice
hit club liv in a rush
pockets so swole i think they finna bust
ace in my hand and a 45 tuck
money coming down codeine pourin up
smokin on some dope, always on a float
20 years in n-gg-s callin me the g.o.a.t
money adding up you haters going broke
still in the game while you n-gg-s ridin old
see me showin out they muggin i don’t give a f-ck
how i start my morning off a zip and a double cup
hating -ss n-gg-s, y’all behind me
ball so hard they want to fine me
juicy j, taylor gang
i been rich since the 90’s

[hook]

[verse 2: big sean]
all these ratchets hoes say i ain’t sh-t
well, at least i ain’t broke ho
stackin paper like old folks
and you still stayin with your old folks
she a fan, that’s fantastic, poppin zany’s, that’s zantastic
gettin rich, band-tastic, white girls like anne hatha-
way going, way out, they wait for my bandwagon
she let me bang and i ain’t got a bandana
ooh (freaky) that’s just how i move
fast girls, fast money, no more fast food
came up first cl-ss, my p-ssport gettin tattooed (boi)
young -ss playa doing everything that i have to
so everytime i go out…

[hook]

[verse 3: young jeezy]
i got some bad b-tches with me
say they like rihanna love whitney
she say how many bottles do you want, i told her 50
she say anything, yeah b-tch a kidney
everytime i go out, you know i bring that dough out
finesse is on a milli, it lookin like a blowout
100 b-tches with me, look like i left the ho house
100 racks with me, look like i left the blow house
now we poppin bottles, they came with the sparkles
got my n-gg-s with me, they came with them yoppers
got a few ratchets, even a couple models
20 car caravan, i bet they gon follow, ugh

[hook]

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