paroles de chanson Show Off (feat. Complex) - Xzibit

I got a couple bottles with me, girl, I drink, it's nothin'
I'ma buy a couple of 'em, every one you drink, we fuckin'
Tonight, asses to the right, curve to the right
You know I love that twat tight
I don't bark or bite, you can get bit
Bitin' down, lockin' that hole, make me shake my shit
Fuck face makin' noise, real players keep some toys
Run and tell your girls, fuck it, I'ma tell my boys
Round one, know what I do, but she needed more
Two was a draw, round three, I had to TKO
Puttin' work in first, but first verse didn't bounce
But she took it down, took it down for the count
Doin' joints out an ounce of that good grape
Two shots of Patrón, I'm on that ass like a license plate
She smile like you see Couture in Dior
Righteous, say break it out, I'ma leave it sore

Everybody get low
Drinks on me, yeah, you already know (Show off)
Girls to the floor
Speak for the hood, that's who I do it for (Show off)
Show 'em what you got, girl (Show off)
Drop what you got, girl (Show off)
Girls to the floor
Everybody feel good, yeah, you already know

Everybody know me
Step in the club, models all on me
Drink all night, bottles all on me
Show you how it feels when you makin' that money
Yeah, I'm gon' blow it all
Pretty girls, drop it low, show it off
Do it 'til you fall like there's no tomorrow
Plus it's me and Keak, so we goin' hard
Ridin' with my team, bad girl by me
Sippin' on lean, goons real grimy
Makin' a scene, takin' these shots, no chaser in between
P-P-Party all night
Only live once, gotta do it right
Put your cups up, I know you feelin' right
You already know that we livin' life

Everybody get low
Drinks on me, yeah, you already know (Show off)
Girls to the floor
Speak for the hood, that's who I do it for (Show off)
Show 'em what you got, girl (Show off)
Drop what you got, girl (Show off)
Girls to the floor
Everybody feel good, yeah, you already know

And I'm livin' a hundred percent, beefin'
Bouncin' a fresh ass flossin' when I'm freakin'
Blasto, asshole, afro nappy
Sisters call me shotgun, white girls call me papi
Puerto Ricans freakin', they call me mandingo
Cuban and the Ghanaian probably speak my lingo
That was for your mama, I thought that was the single
But I was thinkin' 'bout you, you make my dick tingle
From the back and all, sweatin', smackin' hoes
Make sure the next day, this chick don't know me with clothes
I'm from the back, ooh, I put that ass on top
Sit back, gettin' mobbed, shabaabah
She get that good, I skeet, I leave the air dry
I told her when it go, smack that ass, pussy pop
She get that good, I skeet, I leave the air dry
I told her, "Go for the bust, oh, this shit don't stop"

Everybody get low
Drinks on me, yeah, you already know (Show off)
Girls to the floor
Speak for the hood, that's who I do it for (Show off)
Show 'em what you got, girl (Show off)
Drop what you got, girl (Show off)
Girls to the floor
Everybody feel good, yeah, you already know