SHOW ME by Ace (Rap) Lyrics
SHOW ME
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Verse 1]
Always been with the baddest
Get a new actress if she acting (Huh)
Always back to mattress
Get a new Gladys if she singing (Huh)
Always leave you backless
I just practice what I’m preaching (Huh)
Always leave climactic
To that pussy, I’m Mad Hatter bruh
Sorry you don’t matter bruh
Get the fuck up out my club
Might call and check you up in my club
Might get my suit, raise my back hand and shut you the fuck up
Clown I’m sick of the stand up
She ain't IT, your bitch don’t float my boat
So tell her not to pop up
Just heard a bitch spread gossip to my friends
Fake bullshit that broke up one of them
Now I know who I can trust and who’s the fucking traitor
Bitch, fuck a bro code when there's pussy on the table
Children don’t believe in fables
I do not believe in labels
Shut your mouth up boy, I predict a pool of dead like Cable
I kiss her below the naval
You bought your bitch off of PayPal
Any verse I will disable
Young King Arthur at the table
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Verse 2]
ACE with the pace
I relate to the Bates
I erase with the blade
I chase for the case
I make no mistake
I race with the weights
I break these stakes
I take from the fake
I waste who you make
I face what you play
I wait for my prey
I slay y’all snakes
I pray every day
I shape what you say
You motherfuckers can’t touch my taste
Bitch I hit back to back when I step to the bat
I know my worth (Whoa)
Kill your shit when I rap it's a wrap, then throw you in that hearse (Whoa)
Make her clap, don't care if it fat she want cash for her purse (Whoa)
Don't mess with the kid, he attack when you put him on the track
I’m like a curse (Whoa)
My flow the chosen one, bitch I’m walking on the sky
Every verse I go, Anakin and Luke combined
Hon I'll stop being Solo for you tonight
Hey Daisy Ridley you’re the type that can be my wife
Baby let me tell you what you on tonight (Yeah on tonight)
I got my place stocked with everything that you like (Yeah that you like)
No competition, you're the one that's on my sight (Yeah on my sight)
I promise you that I’m the type that treat 'em (Yeah treat you right)
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Bridge]
You around
You around
Im not the type to keep you around (yeah)
You around
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Verse 1]
Always been with the baddest
Get a new actress if she acting (Huh)
Always back to mattress
Get a new Gladys if she singing (Huh)
Always leave you backless
I just practice what I’m preaching (Huh)
Always leave climactic
To that pussy, I’m Mad Hatter bruh
Sorry you don’t matter bruh
Get the fuck up out my club
Might call and check you up in my club
Might get my suit, raise my back hand and shut you the fuck up
Clown I’m sick of the stand up
She ain't IT, your bitch don’t float my boat
So tell her not to pop up
Just heard a bitch spread gossip to my friends
Fake bullshit that broke up one of them
Now I know who I can trust and who’s the fucking traitor
Bitch, fuck a bro code when there's pussy on the table
Children don’t believe in fables
I do not believe in labels
Shut your mouth up boy, I predict a pool of dead like Cable
I kiss her below the naval
You bought your bitch off of PayPal
Any verse I will disable
Young King Arthur at the table
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Verse 2]
ACE with the pace
I relate to the Bates
I erase with the blade
I chase for the case
I make no mistake
I race with the weights
I break these stakes
I take from the fake
I waste who you make
I face what you play
I wait for my prey
I slay y’all snakes
I pray every day
I shape what you say
You motherfuckers can’t touch my taste
Bitch I hit back to back when I step to the bat
I know my worth (Whoa)
Kill your shit when I rap it's a wrap, then throw you in that hearse (Whoa)
Make her clap, don't care if it fat she want cash for her purse (Whoa)
Don't mess with the kid, he attack when you put him on the track
I’m like a curse (Whoa)
My flow the chosen one, bitch I’m walking on the sky
Every verse I go, Anakin and Luke combined
Hon I'll stop being Solo for you tonight
Hey Daisy Ridley you’re the type that can be my wife
Baby let me tell you what you on tonight (Yeah on tonight)
I got my place stocked with everything that you like (Yeah that you like)
No competition, you're the one that's on my sight (Yeah on my sight)
I promise you that I’m the type that treat 'em (Yeah treat you right)
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around
[Bridge]
You around
You around
Im not the type to keep you around (yeah)
You around
[Chorus]
Show me how you’d really work it if you were mine
Please don’t call if I leave you on the phone line
Why your man jealous of the way I roll around
Sorry babe, I’m not the type that’ll keep you around