Show Up Lyrics - Jaye

Chorus: 

i aint stunting these hoes 

i just say 4get them while i blow my smoke(eh) 

never let a woman slow up my dough (eh) 

never let a nigga slow up my dough (eh) 

im goneee, im tore up we forever fly 

stacking money from the floor up 

girl u moving fast 

i think u need 2 slow up (eh) 

the money coming in 

now these bitches wanna show up 

Verse 1: 

Thought so, haz-ey (eh) 

Chillin on that cloud 

thinking i might be crazy 

Kinda been thinking about it lately 

Wake up everyday, trying 2 get someone 2 pay me 

Lay me, haterz wont in slave me 

But they will never play me 

My game play is amazing 

Who could ever knowwww 

What the future holdsss 

But will you pay attention 

When my storys told 

We aint getting young, we only getting old 

So now i live life 

By a different code 

Gotta live life like 

I will never die 

Only pray for one thing 

Thats to stay forever fly 

Dont think i cant live 

Happy if im not rich 

Fuck a ugly girl 

Man, i want a hot bitch 

Make me see fireworks 

When we lock lips 

Man, im about 2 take-off 

Like a fucking rocket 

Chorus: 

i aint stunting these hoes 

i just say 4get them while i blow my smoke(eh) 

never let a woman slow up my dough (eh) 

never let a nigga slow up my dough (eh) 

im goneee, im tore up (eh) 

we forever fly 

stacking money from the floor up 

girl u moving fast 

i think u need 2 slow up (eh) 

the money coming in 

now these bitches wanna show up 

Verse 2: 

Rolling kush in White Owls 

These niggas in the past, man i'm thinking right now 

These niggas walk by,man a nigga might frown 

They see you coming up, these haters treat you quite fowl 

I dont give a fuck, they see me i might smile 

Fuck bitches, get money 

That's the lifestyle 

Fuck with the pack and my wolves might howl 

Check a nigga out baby, everything big 

Put you on some shit, you have never seen bitch 

First class, flights. hotel suites with a view 

Aint nobody got these jordan 7's but a few 

Give me my money, give me my money 

Don't you dur-ez, you wont get none from me 

Making all these dollars, all these bitches love me 

Bout to do my thing, everything looks lovely 

Chorus: 

i aint stunting these hoes 

i just say 4get them while i blow my smoke(eh) 

never let a woman slow up my dough (eh) 

never let a nigga slow up my dough (eh) 

im goneee, im tore up (eh) 

we forever fly 

stacking money from the floor up 

girl u moving fast 

i think u need 2 slow up (eh) 

the money coming in 

now these bitches wanna show up 

Yeah