Show Me the Money

Lyrics

[Intro] (Stillsanexile) It's Lil' Moe, baby The Drank Baby, you know what I'm sayin'? Mr. Mister Jr (It's raw when you need cash only) Special, special, special, special Very special announcement Gotta dig it [Verse 1] Please show me the bread, please show me the money Where is awesome jawsome? I'm looking for that one bitch Please show me a switch, I'm tryna empty a whole clip I am sex positive, I ran through a whole clique (Dig?) Maybach truck, how I drive this like an old whip? My soda look like Hpnotiq now, it got a grapе tint Give the young niggas some bananas, thеy going apeshit (Apeshit) I took eight sips (Eight sips) and I ain't ate shit [Refrain] Please show me the money, please show me the money Please show me the money, please show me the money Got the guys with me, I came in with my one clique Rolling Loud, I turned the crowd up, they love that one hit [Interlude] Ayy I upped the chopper in a nigga face back in the day Like, way back in the day And the other day, he bought some promotion from me (Damn) [Verse 2] Rick Owen pajamas Soda Tropicana Fucked her in Atlanta She from Alabama (Damn) They play that Lil' Moe in the club, I see the bitches dancing Young nigga was tryna eat, he seen a play, he ran it Bags up under my eyes permanent, they was sleeping on me (Yep) Rob had a couch for me, I was sleeping on it Robbing niggas for they pounds and then go sell it to Tony This for all the pussy niggas acting like they know me I ain't see a lot of faces when I ain't had no luck I ain't had no mansion to kick in, nigga, it was Starbucks Sleepin' on a park bench with some Karo tucked Catchin' every play that came, even fifty bucks (Fifty bucks) Now I'm at the Concrete Castle with a Metro blunt Cartier my lens, twenty-one hundred plus He switched 'fore that motion came, that really fucked me up You seen this new life I built, you tried to set me up [Refrain] Please show me the money, please show me the money Please show me the money, please show me the money Please show me the money Yeah Where that money at? Please show me the money, please show me the money Please show me the money, please show me the money Please show me the money, please show me the money Please show me the— Uh Yeah [Verse 3] Just looked to the right, these niggas mad with no motion Strippers, rappers, killers, dealers in my clique (Dig?) Like a fed Glock, I could never switch Lookin' at Uncle Sonny, Money Made Mitch Tried to jock my style, that nigga way off She pulled up to the crib and took that thong off Please show me the money or I'm not involved I'm on codeine, this bitch on Adderall I'm feeling quite famished, I go Matsuhisa Number one [?][2:35] big body [?] Domestic violence with Wockeisha, bitch, I need you Mmm, I'm tired of Wagyu, let's go seafood [Outro] Yeah Yeah Yeah