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, 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, light green, northern lights, gettin' sucked into midnight, blue jag, white range, candy car, kryptonite, i be proin', i keep these bitches hoeing, want a date? straight-up pimp, if you want some, you can find me in the h-town, bobby by the pound, whitney by the ki, and bitch, my dick was never free, didn't know if i wanted to rap or sell coke, cause niggas like me ain't never broke, i traded in my pyrex for a shiny rolex, the bitches want sex, but all i'm fuckin' with is checks, i'm smokin' out, pouring up, whippin' my deville, took out the air bag, put in a wood wheel, 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, i've got rocks in my watch, i've got mud in my sprite, i'm ridin' low key, and i'm high as a kite, juicy that nigga, you niggas gon' learn, this ice on my neck gave me freezer burn, i'm not goin' broke like mc hammer, still blowin' money like birthday candles, your bitch in my whip and she's gone off the mollies, my eyes be chinese and my doors know karate, bitch, i'm so rich and you know what i like, some drugs, couple of bitches that dyke, one of them hoes that i'm fuckin' just might be your wife, take her then give her this pipe, rollin' papers, we blazin' up, take a chick out shopping, she wanna fuck, wanna speak to me? you don't make enough, get your money right, stop saving these sluts, hit single and a world tour, fuck you mean?, that's more cream, in a hotel, on the top floor gettin' more head than oil sheen, nigga feelin' like rambo, got a fully automatic in my lambo', rich nigga still country like a banjo, shoot a nigga 'til i run out of ammo, and i've got an r&b chick 'bout to get fucked silly, i'm trippy, she trippy, showtime, let's get it, white girls with a ass fat like skinnies, group sex on tour, every night a new city, in the club with my louis bag, you know that bitch got dope in it, my credit card like silkk the shocker, black card with no limit, 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, you know, all the time i'm on the grind, sucker, better get fuck shit off your mind, the.45 gon' keep fuck boys in line, i run up on 'em, tell 'em "separate yours from mine", they way behind and i'm way ahead, ridin' with a bitch gettin' major head, she like: "damn, homeboy, we ain't made it yet?", i'm like: "not if you ain't swallowed these babies yet", okay, everywhere that i go out, i'm walkin' in and i show out, and man, all the dough that i throw out, is sure to turn these lil' hoes out, these bitches already knowin' that everywhere that i'm goin', i'm in a fast car that cost a quarter-mill, and i'm ridin' it like it's stolen, hustle gang, gangrene, in god we trust, anybody gettin' money is down with us, "fuck you" to the nigga who was talkin' tough, but not because you talkin', cause you broke as fuck, that shit contagious, they probably hatin', i shop at neimans, you shop at macy's, yo j's dirty, i paid 30, for a one-way trip on a plane thursday, hope lames heard me, got cash in hand, 50 grand all wrapped in elastic bands, nigga wanna be the man, i'm past the man, fuck with me, they will never see your ass again, i'll turn your ass to a rocket, to the moon you go, like some shit that you done seen on cartoons before, you can't hide nowhere my goons won't go, turnt up last night, finna do it once more, aye, everytime i go out, you know i gotta show out
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Artist: juicy j