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OverTyme Simms - Show Off Lyrics



OverTyme Simms - Show Off Lyrics




I made it to the top, so I'ma show off Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to
Throw on Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on

Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah
My paper's stupid, I'm good at music She don't refuse it, just watch me do it
I let her get it, she started spittin' She on Patron, I'm on a whole nother planet

I hit my jeweler, ain't nothin' cooler Swaggin' to the flow, my wrist, say, how you doin'
She hangin' out, I grab my friends Call up a ride, no later for top ten
In the limousine, sippin' Ciroc with Philemon
X and we smoke, be the new way of livin' That's how I do it, yeah, that's how I do it

Church boy gone wild, I think I'm Martin Luther
I be gettin' green, F a dollar in a dream
Scared to drop a stack if she rockin' for the team
I love to party, she wanna play I wanna leave, she ain't never wanna stay

I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah

I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah

She got a ass like Trina, when asked if you seen her
A top like Dolly Parton and an uptown demeanor
It's nice to meet ya, it's nice to meet ya
We can make some music, make you weigh more than a feature

We in my room, what can I say
Besides a moon top, she actin' with a lei
Pillows on the floor, keys to lock the door
Cameras behind the bed, girl, I'ma put you on

I could make you to a star, I said a star
Bet you ain't expect this kid to buy the bar
No ID, I'm underage
Now she in shock, I got her so amazed

Because I made it to the top
So I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night

It's your song, it's your song, yeah
I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night

It's your song, it's your song, yeah
I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night

It's your song, it's your song, yeah
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English

I made it to the top, so I'ma show off Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to
Throw on Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on

Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah
My paper's stupid, I'm good at music She don't refuse it, just watch me do it
I let her get it, she started spittin' She on Patron, I'm on a whole nother planet

I hit my jeweler, ain't nothin' cooler Swaggin' to the flow, my wrist, say, how you doin'
She hangin' out, I grab my friends Call up a ride, no later for top ten
In the limousine, sippin' Ciroc with Philemon
X and we smoke, be the new way of livin' That's how I do it, yeah, that's how I do it

Church boy gone wild, I think I'm Martin Luther
I be gettin' green, F a dollar in a dream
Scared to drop a stack if she rockin' for the team
I love to party, she wanna play I wanna leave, she ain't never wanna stay

I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah

I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night
It's your song, it's your song, yeah

She got a ass like Trina, when asked if you seen her
A top like Dolly Parton and an uptown demeanor
It's nice to meet ya, it's nice to meet ya
We can make some music, make you weigh more than a feature

We in my room, what can I say
Besides a moon top, she actin' with a lei
Pillows on the floor, keys to lock the door
Cameras behind the bed, girl, I'ma put you on

I could make you to a star, I said a star
Bet you ain't expect this kid to buy the bar
No ID, I'm underage
Now she in shock, I got her so amazed

Because I made it to the top
So I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night

It's your song, it's your song, yeah
I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night

It's your song, it's your song, yeah
I made it to the top, so I'ma show off
Fresh to duffing anything that I choose to throw on
Grinding all day, fighting all night

It's your song, it's your song, yeah
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Writer: Emmanuel Simms
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Performed By: OverTyme Simms
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: Emmanuel Simms
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