Jim Jones - Show Off lyrics

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Jim Jones - Show Off lyrics

Give me a minute to get in it, give me a minute With one of your main b**hes, mental fitness I demonstrate Right in front of your eyes Watch your b**h elevate from a five to a nine Confidence booster all in her mind And I'm checkin' every dollar and dime (Come with me) To the city where my committee chase titties and a** (Are you ready? Come with me) I'll show you where the check break fast and we bust heads fast If a n***a not in single file Run up on him single style Let the thing break him down, you love my methods Take a n***a off the earth if he on my sh** list reckless The key copper have to eat proper b**hes lookin' for guidance, had to be proper Tone Capone is the beat dropper The jump off is jumpin' off proper and it's about to get hotter (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) I still rep Walnut street in deep East Oakland The 100 block where you can your whole sh** broken Like Mystikal 'Still Smokin'' The life [unverified] and rent free I never let nothin' live on my mind I gotta grind (Grind) Shine and fight for my grandma And don't do nothin' stupid like Hammer 'Til I go bankrupt, steady drinkin' 'til I finish my cup Then bust ya head before I shoot up the gut Fresh outta Folsom and proper beef injections Chosen selections 'cause girl I ain't f**in' without protection I'm harder than erection Teachers so you study your lessons And advise for that viewer discretion On a scale to 1 to 10, I get 11 Give a toast to the p**y like Devin And beat it up off Sprite and Seagram 7 I've plottin' on a way to get rich And keep bread out that co*k And all the folks in the hood aimin' for head Shots of lead poppin', situation's crucial And every n***a I'm wit is feelin' neutral f**, takin' 10 paces and drawin' down This ain't no Western movie Roll a Swisher, pa** it to Ric, sat the window wit the doobie I'm lookin' at booty, onion a** on the strip You fine but baby girl where your whip, it's jumpin' off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) While I'm outtie on the west, I got the best weed and the best hoes I'm on the block at all times, dressed in the best clothes My focus is money 'cause p**y come natural I only f** with those that can show me some collateral I deal 'em all off top I ain't a child molester or a k**er, I don't need y'all props sh**, if she wit me, she know what it is We hotellin' and you don't deserve to go to the crib If yo patna wanna roll, she can roll, I ain't gotta touch I like to smoke and watch you freaky hoes And I could have my choice, enie meenie miney mo Bust a nut, get the f**, play it how it go My main ho called and told me she made some money I said, "b**h you ain't never come gave it to me" How many woman now done wanna get gangsta for me Gotta be willin' to get down on your hands and stomach (Are you ready?) (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me)

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