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show me - abra cadabra lyrics

[intro]
hilzz made this
sinsehh
add a k to the o, get blammed
back like i never left
woosh
grrrrr
o sh*t
gang

[verse 1]
look, i put my life on the line for this ting, cause my broskis life was on it, so i got him
beat this corn make him dash like sonic
this ain’t no cartoon ting like wallace & gromit, if i bang this wap make a man run so fast
make a man run so fast, when he stops running fast, he gonna turn and vomit
[?] f*ck if you’re on it, coulda shot 20 man last year, if i hit you in your chest, you p*ssy are dropping
beside drills i’m doing good in music, how they counted on badman flopping
see this greatness, different type of greatness, this is greatness you ain’t stopping
anything i say in tunes, i done on the road, this is obvious
look, he add a k to the o so we stepped and dipped him, f*ck them yutes, tryna trip him, rinse him, we used to be friends now its drills round there i’m assisting
rise this wap im attemping to lift him, pitch him
come a long way from shanking man with my fl!ck ting, the roads got serious, now its a g8 dot dot or a bl!ck ting

[chorus x2]
if i do it for you
would you do it for me
do it for my co’d
lie to the police
baby girl, show me, show me, show me
would you hold me down
if i catch me a case would you hold me down
loading a wap when im rolling out
back like i never left, im the talk of the town
jiggy widda jiggy now they wanna know me now
[verse 2]
see i stepped in fl!cky wid it, got a fl!cky wid it or i might have a bl!cky wid it
see a n*gga in the corner lookin’ kinda didgy wid it, i just wanna party but i can get busy wid it
see my knifework different, spin man outta their beats, im dizzee wid it
if i’m on the mic, no chattings for the culture, man l!ck shots i ain’t lippy wid it
stepped in the dance, 2 step with the machine on me
all of the bad b’s on me
baby girl come put your *rs* over der, put your *rs* over der, make her back it up properly
she said, gunman alone make her drop her panties, make her drop her panties
make her do it gladly, bring me to auntie, i know that she likes me don’t tell her i pressure my opps, don’t tell her gunshot keep flinging at the opps, keep trippin when we step on their block hitman dont stop on the [?], if i step with kush that’s a head[?] buss
man lean with the matic, when we was on the hunt p*ssy you was in your bedside tucked
they [?] like us, farm blocks where the tec*9 buss

[outro]
hilzz made this
sinsehh

- abra cadabra lyrics

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