Show Your A Lyrics

Show Your A lyrics

(*whispering*)



TrackBoyz.







[J-Kwon]



Come on..yeah



Come on..yeah



Come on..yeah



Come on..ay







[Verse - J-Kwon]



Call me, I'm the man



You need a hand boo I got a couple hundred grand



Dayton's on ya feet, diamonds in ya piece



And I like the way ya ass move to the beat



You a freak, that's summin you can be



Keep playin' wit me, then I gotta hit ya peeps



The girls love me, 'cause I'm from the streets



In the bed, I'm goin' thirty at least



Show-Offs on the cap, plus her ass fat



It's so big she gon' let me hit it from the back



Not knowin' she a rat, she suckin' on my tat



I gotta rub her, so there's nuthin' wrong with that



the weed hold that, the blunt roll that



And when you give me head, please don't hold back



Where your eyes at? lickin' the Kodak



And when I'm finished, then you comin' it's yo pack



Now..







[Hook - J-Kwon] - x2



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'







[Verse - Eboni Eyes]



I hops out the Jag, pocket full of cash



Wish your ho would try to jump like she bad



Jeans fittin' tight, weave fittin' right



The way I feel my ass make the ballers blow they cash



Step up in the party, sippin' the Bacardi



Betta watch your man cause I'm feelin' kinda naughty



I'm lookin' to my left, over to my right



I head to the flo', time to get this bitch hype



Niggaz in the place, all up in my face



Somebody touch my ass I might have to catch a case



Don't let the face fool ya, I'll give it to ya



Peel a right hand jab like Zab Jooda



I say what I mean, mean what I say



You wanna fuck wit' me, you gotta pay like you weigh



No shame in my game, if you cannot hang



Get the fuck up out my face and let me do my thang







[Hook - J-Kwon] - x2



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'







[Verse - J-Kwon]



Gon' hit the flo'...gon' hit the flo'



Well I hops out the 'Lac, diamond in the back



You can tell by the way I made "Tipsy", I'm a mack



Show-Off in fad, Show-Off the fact



Give me a Coupe and several hoes, I'll brag



Yeah I got a grammar, some say it's country



But the truth is none of y'all gettin' money



I tried to stay humble, but her ass rumble



Give her the ball, guaranteed she gon' fumble







[Verse - Eboni Eyes]



Skin tight denim, fat ass in 'em



I can tell by the way he lookin' at me I can pimp him



This nigga herre lame, he got no game



His shoes ran over wit' a fake ass chain



Never big spenders, on my agenda



Get him to surrender, colder than December



I'm rockin' my stilettos, box of Ameretto's



Before the night is over I'ma probably have to check hoes







[Hook - J-Kwon] - x2



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'



Show your ass, gon' hit the flo'







[J-Kwon] (repeat until fade)



Show your ass