Trap-A-Holics - Show Money lyrics

[Hook: Tha Joker] We come to yo city f** all the b**hes Test out yo weed Drank all the liquor Count up that change Make sure that it's proper You want us to rock it Send my deposit Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money [Verse 1: Tha Joker] Feel like I got ADD, I swear I can't just relax Boy I am flyer then you, it's packed from the front to the back Which of these two b**hes, up in here, got that slap No I ain't got no virus b**h but tonight you goin get hat Looking for the n***a with the gas Talking 93, octane So if my car on E I can blow smoke in my tank Hoes out showing their feet Coming in the rain or the sleet All the cars in the parking lot like Busey just got released Smoking on the the couch, putting hoes in the cushion Is we looking good, baby 'cuz we see you lookin Leave her beat, bruised like a cup of Bens ? Say you got a party on the other side of town But you no good in where the f** it's going down Got gold on my watch and I ain't comb my hair Bout to turn this b**h like commercials on their Fat b**h came with the girdle on her We running this b**h like a hurdle on there Welcome to the ceiling, me and Camp turned up got yo girl trying to f** up my circle up here [Hook: Tha Joker] We come to yo city f** all the b**hes Test out yo weed Drank all the liquor Count up that change Make sure that it's proper You want us to rock it Send my deposit Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money [Verse 2: K Camp] Keep a few bands in the pocket Boy I'm plugged in, f** the socket You know I'm the truth gotta call James Hart 'cuz I been taking off like a rocket Got this sh** covered up like a tent Transformed in the booth, Clark Kent Got yo ho with me She ain't in love with a G Gotta put her on a tum like a mint, hey Man these boys can't see me, Ray Want me for a show then you gotta pay Yo man he a p**y, he a fish, fillet Drinking on Hen, while she on Bombay Yeah you know we with it Me and Joker trynna get it Rolling stones so rock and roll and give these hoes that golden ticket That's my work All in the cup with the Earth Turned up, sup n***a what All in her bu*t Finna make a movie uncut Stay making plays, Nick Hutt Stay turned up We ain't goin to make that movie if you ain't talking that show money n***a you broke, stay out here looking cray, I can tell that you ain't got no money b**h what's happenin We can get it crackin Young n***a working, plus I'm flyer then Aladin Showing my a**, n***a I ain't even saggin ? Need a bad b**h on the strip like a pageant Ho, no Drink it slow Me and my n***as we on a roll We ain't playing with you ducks, you going pay me like a tow ? [Hook: Tha Joker] We come to yo city f** all the b**hes Test out yo weed Drank all the liquor Count up that change Make sure that it's proper You want us to rock it Send my deposit Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money Show money, show money, show money, show money