Somebody Steals the Show

Lyrics
Put it in the air, y'all Put it in the air, y'all One, two The mic's on One, two Check, who's it (it)? Dip in the naughty club See me cool whip In Argentin' mis(???) He it (?) An' I'm about to smash on the curb Because the herb Fuckin' with my whole system (my system) An' I ain't really wannbe tryin' To walk out of the gin And the celebrity die (die) (?) All in front of cameras Cause the media rise (Don't wanna) Pop my collar in the literal sense (To where ya) Seein' shots in the federal fence (To where I'm) Gettin' visits in the conjugal tents (Now) Even though a nigga from the street (street) I'm tired of sayin' I ain't never banged in my life, homeboy (But) Nigga's get you heads up outa you asses If you think that Shade gonna go on play the toy (playboy, yeah) Shady make his records for the masses So don't be the first, lay my records Stick your body in the mattress (in the mattress) Chorus: I'm seein' more green and I'm feeling like not leaving I see you, you see me Sorry about the (in me ?) I notice, you know me I'm fresh air for you to breathe You know how it goes When somebody steals the show Yes (Yes) I'm makin' my return But I don't play ball for the Wizards I rock body blisters The watch is the (blizzards ?) The chain is the (ring) how it (hang) out the (?) Puttin' scratches on the (green) Seein' is believin' So believe in what you see (in that) Sheist fuck around and have a real good year Somethin' to (steal) on 20 inch Goodyears Put my house on the pizzle That my neighbors can't hear I'm all about disturbin' the peace like Ludacris Herbin' of mimosas made of pure juice and Chris Pinky ring size big enough for you to kiss When the ring clan hit ... (Neva miss) Chorus: I'm seein' more green and I'm feeling like not leaving I see you, you see me Sorry about the (in me ?) I notice, you know me I'm fresh air for you to breathe You know how it goes When somebody steals the show I'm stealin' they (thang) Like I been in the store for awhile And I ain't pay'd for (shit) Run this corporation into sumpthn' That my kids at 60 years old Still collectin' on the split (split) You know that Sheist do like he doin' it (satellite) You hatin', hatin', actin' like a nigga ain't gonna do it right Obviously mistaken Gotta quit your fakin' (Gotta quit your fakin') You fakin'? (You fakin'.) Chorus: I'm seein' more green and I'm feeling like not leaving I see you, you see me Sorry about the (in me ?) I notice, you know me I'm fresh air for you to breathe You know how it goes When somebody steals the show
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Credits
- Writers
- Shade Sheist
- Damizza
- Howie Hersh