Showin Off (feat. Gucci Mane) - Smokey Montana

I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin So Icy Entertainment Got dammit I'm freezin My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) F-r-e-a-c-h-I-e I'm tatted up come find me A hundred thou so icy We we poppin bottles Showin thug love If you act up in the club Then you knoe we throwin hollows Wut it dew partna Get to close I spark yha Mha wrist inside the club is like a highlighted marker On beats I'm a monster So icy I sponser This mary jane got on the war like nina parker I'm bout to kall Wakka Tell him bring dha choppa(blat) Fuck Cee in the Dr He'll be screamin like the opera It's hot as hell I gotta take off mha shirt Mha car my gurls love to wear skirts Paint color look like dirt No shirts in dhat 08' Vert. I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin So Icy Entertainment Got dammit I'm freezin My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) Money doin sumphan to mha ego More money I see I'm getting tatted like amigo (yea) White girl say she kan sniff a brick a day I tell her eat dha cake eat dha cake Anna Mae Go Go Yhu betta clear the plate (yea) She said I think I'm dead (why) Kause I kant feel mha face (yea) And she think she gettin dolla's 4rm dha kid All she get is hard dick in she swallowin mha kids I knoe dey feelin me kause I'm movin like a "G" move N mha red in black skirt & her brand new prada matchin mha Evisu No wife beater so I'm showin off mha sleeveless Art so I'm a kall it goin wif the breezes I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin So Icy Entertainment Got dammit I'm freezin My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) 6-1 deep No shirt no top (go) White chain bright lane Vvs white rocks I'm a work ov art mane I'll crush yoor ice game Thousand dolla's lite mane Need to rob a dice game Tatted like a white mane Party like a rock band Tha so icy bike game Makin lames tuck chains Got damn Gucci Mane Yhu done did that shit again Goin knee deep in the earth so that yhu kan have a chain My body wrote on like an essay But homie no Mexican So icy entertainment You kan write it on me mane In the center of the stage wif no tank top (no no) For dha block I'm showin every tattoo I got (yea) I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin So Icy Entertainment Got dammit I'm freezin My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My shirt off (Burr) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh) My Shirt off (whoosh)

Let's take it up another notch All of yall sit back and watch Green light do what you do Bout time to show em Something new Make ya jaw drop Make it pop pop Nonstop Now ya just showing off I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES Now ya just showing off I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES DON'T STOP Now ya JUST SHOWING OFF I see ya I see ya I see ya I see ya I see ya I see ya Let shake it up and watch it go Do our thing got that mo jo Green light no stopping now Put on a show then take a bow Its about to drop Make it pop pop Thank you very much Now ya just showing off I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES Now ya just showing off I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES DON'T STOP Now ya JUST SHOWING OFF I see ya I see ya I see ya I see ya I see ya I see ya I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES Now ya just showing off I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES I CAN'T BELIVE MY EYES DON'T STOP Now ya JUST SHOWING OFF

I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) Bitch, I make him eat it sloppy, I might make him clean it up (yeah) Make that nigga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (eat it up) I don't like these bitches in my Business, I don't sneak and fuck (yeah) I might give that ho her problem, Tell that bitch to keep it up, yeah, yeah We top floor with my top off Put it down on him, knock his socks off (uh) Show you bitches how to pimp a nigga He can't keep shit, he gotta drop it off (ayy) Pretty bitch, he like to brag on me (brag) Tryna put a new ass on me (ass) I'm so damn expensive, uh He know he gotta spend a bag on me (on God) I like bitches more, I like bitches who can pass the score (ayy) She want that Dior, I might make that ho get nasty for it I be sellin' niggas dreams, he like, "bae, talk to me nice" (duh) I'm so indecisive, but that nigga still gon' wanna wife it (uh-huh) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) These niggas try to be like Gucci but they need to stop it (skrrt) I get it off, put up the re-up, then fuck up the profit (yeah) I'm in my B truck with my feet up, gettin' some sloppy toppy (ugh) Pockets on Biggie and I love it when she call me papi (papi) Just came from Cali', spent a hundred thousand dollars shoppin' (well, damn) It ain't no budget, ain't no option, if I want it, cop it (go) She love it when I beat it up, she never tell me, "Stop it" (never) I let her see too much too quick, I hope she keep it silent (huh) I'm in the VIP, takin' a sip with my lil' pocket rocket (pop, pop) I'm just a dope boy from the six but I'm tryna buy the rockets (wow) I'm in the corner with QC, it's packed, it's body, body (bling) I hope that nobody try Wop 'cause he gon' hurt somebody (Wop) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)

All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town I want an ocean view, somewhere As long as I'm next to you, I don't care I don't wanna live my life in circles I just wanna find an empty road Let's get away from here, let's go All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town (Ah, Kygo) I'm Gucci Mane, the champion I'm battling for the title (huh?) I got women say they love me I'm an American idol (wow) I don't like the practice quarter Million for recital I got fans all over in Africa Awaiting my arrival Five million, just on diamonds I call that a bridal shower 300k an hour and is really giving me power (power) Do I really love my, uh (what?) Or do I love her body? (Yah) Do she really love me? (Huh) Or do she love my money? It's Gucci! (Gucci) All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town

Yeah Oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright, God Oh, yeah (Coke Boy, baby) Haan, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me and life and death is half-related (Half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a Hundred million, askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son, half a David Freedom got confiscated We mob-related John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators Makin' Salaat on a fox rug, black gloves, hot slugs For these cold women Militant like the Middle East Go from ménages, six-nines to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle office, label execs get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like O-Dog Can't teach new tricks to old dogs I told mama pray for me, baby, wave it for me Got a cage waitin' for me, that hate came for me Millions, I made from it, them chains waitin' for me The change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan New year, half a mil', my face on the bill (Bill), hit Cabo, chill Desperado with an AR like guitar ('Tar), Montana John Stockton (Stockton) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part (Ah) Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba (Hey) Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drinkin', smokin', feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansion's like a campus Ranches like rainbow smoke Forty-one shots like Diego Shout to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I Big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just stop Stylist, I be dressin', the bitches, don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Meth and them I made it even in the game of odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me, cell waitin' for me Mils I made from it, them chains waitin' for me Change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher

Do you ever think about leaving? Do you ever think about me and you? Running to the country where we got nothing to prove Where we can grow old with new friends Lay low on the weekends Running to the country where we got nothing to lose 'Cause I'm tired of the busy nights Fed up with the city lights No, I don't wanna spend my life in this place I just wanna run away to Montana Livin' at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I wanna see the sky from a dirt road I wanna feel the air cut through my coat 700 acres, so many new ways to see you And all the seeds of love that we sow I can see 'em grow as we grow I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya (In Montana) Getting tired of the busy nights Getting tired of the city lights Yeah, I know I can't spend the rest of my life here I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana Ooh In Montana Ooh (In Montana)

Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir A la noche del camino ir Al del cielo Yo miraba una estrella No puedo vivir Al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir Que al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Del camino Tidadoudi tadoudi tadoudi Lon lei lon lei lon lei Ti loulali talouli dilouli Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací Yo voy caminando A la monta