Michael D. Bowers - Show Out (feat. Freaky Boiz) Lyrics

Yeah MDB TFB
It's the motherf*cking Freaky Boiz
Hey what's good with you
I'm feeling kind of festive and it's time to push through
All of the drama stress and all I wanna do
Is have a good time, turn up, get loose
Let's rendezvous, let's link up, pregame, drink up
We deserve a day and night filled with sweet debauchery
And we've earned the right to flex and steal the scene
To celebrate every one of the things that we've come through
Catch the vibe, tonight it's gonna be a movie
Get fresh, get dressed, time to go out
Got some cash, about to leave and get some more out
Paint the town red, yup, that's a go now
We about to tear the city up
All night, no rules, that's the motto
Spending money like we just hit the lotto
Pour it up, another shot before we go out
You know we gotta show out
Just because, without a rhyme or reason
Babe, live it up, happiness keeps them seething
Serve! It's a must
Give it to them, make them eat it up
And beg for more
Leave 'em thirsty for your drip
They're fiending
We deserve a day and night filled with sweet debauchery
And we've earned the right to flex and steal the scene
To celebrate every one of the things that we've come through
Catch the vibe, tonight it's gonna be a movie
Get fresh, get dressed, time to go out
Got some cash, about to leave and get some more out
Paint the town red, yup, that's a go now
We about to tear the city up
All night, no rules, that's the motto
Spending money like we just hit the lotto
Pour it up, another shot before we go out
You know we gotta show out
It's the weekend, bout to tear the city up
I'm feeling kinda good, I got the Henny in my cup
I'm in the back, I got two baddies with me sitting in the front
And my pockets on swole, so you know I'm bout to stunt
It's giving flaunt, I be with some flashy hoes
And they be looking cause we stepped out in some flashy clothes
And they be turning, they be turning, they be turning all they heads
And they mad cause they man wanna get up in my bed
Them the same hoes that be asking for a follow
I be in my section drinking shots up out the bottle
From Chicago and I keep a bad bitch, he a model
And the girl still gagging, swallow
I'm all about the good vibes
So you should stay up on my good side
And if you don't I'll let the clip ride
This ain't no competition, it's a blowout
And that's how a bad bitch show out
Stunt on them, yeah
Every one of them, yeah
Cuz not even one of them could ever be me
I'm taking what's mine, reclaiming my time
And now I'm gonna show out
Get fresh, get dressed, time to go out
Got some cash, about to leave and get some more out
Paint the town red, yup, that's a go now
We about to tear the city up
All night, no rules, that's the motto
Spending money like we just hit the lotto
Pour it up, another shot before we go out
You know we gotta show out
Show Out