Showin' Love - Ab-Soul

Pants still saggin' to the floor

Saggin' through your turf like I own this fuckin' earth

That’s on my fuckin' life, I’m just livin' fuckin' life

This ain’t House Party 5 but what’s poppin' for tonight

I got a 'lil more dough to spend

Let’s rest in peace up on the LB like Nate did

Y’all ain’t smokin' y’all jokin'

Nugs big as Chuckie Cheese tokens and I’m tokin'

Bum house on Skid Row ain’t this potent

Holy shit, I’m God-Sent, admire my skit

Cállate la boca in the presence of the most high (power)

Most high (power), Most high (power)

Yea you heard me right

True achiever, new Adidas still tryna earn my stripes

For all my niggas doin' drugs

Fuckin' hoes and showin love

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit

For all my niggas doin' drugs

Fuckin' hoes and showin love

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit

It’s easy to assume we doin' decent, true indeed

I’m not from here, I’m of Heaven descent

And you’d agree, as sure as one and two is three

You’d have this music down to a tee if you was me

It’s 36 O’s in a key

It’s only one in Ab-Soul, still open doors

Don’t forget the dash, I might leave you with a gash

I ain’t doin' no more shows unless I’m gettin' cash

Phillies full of hash, city on my back nigga

Fucked around and put Del Amo on the map

Carson, Californication no travel agent

But every day’s a vacation and mothafuckas hate it

I flew in, but I ain’t complanin'

And everyday I’m rainin' got the most precipitation

Soulo, Top Dawg Administration

Top Notch, Crock Pot Hot, wear your apron

Stop, watch, grab a stop watch, apply patience

And watch us pop across the population

For all my niggas doin' drugs

Fuckin' hoes and showin love

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit

For all my niggas doin' drugs

Fuckin' hoes and showin love

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run this shit

Go and tell em Soul told em, lick a scrotum suck a dick

Down for what I’m up against, clownin' when you see me stylin'

Jokin', smilin', scoped your poker face through these black shades

(Smokin' on hay) in the middle of the barn

At least I think so I can’t quite remember where we are

All I see is stars nigga, All I see is stars

I don’t know if I’m on the red carpet or on Mars

Shout out to my bitches givin' it up on the first date, Between 21 & 38 (Great)

For all my niggas doin' drugs

Fuckin' hoes and showin love

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit

For all my niggas doin' drugs

Fuckin' hoes and showin love

Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit

Motherfuck the government, democrats, republicans

Can shove it up, where they take a shit, we in this bitch

In a sense, I’m militant with a trigger finger itch

Cause I’m always killing it, you see this shit in my cerebral I invent

It should be illegal, I admit, surrender quick

I wanna see hands and white flags no matter if you teach

Eighth grade or you move weight like a gastric bypass

Get a good look at my ass before you kiss it, sons of bitches

Get well acquainted with it, we gon' be here for a minute

HiiiPower, pissing on the Declaration

Of Independence and you can bet my John Hancock the biggest

Fuck a proposition, 'less it’s in my best, interest

Kissing ratchets in the mouth, lift her dress and show address

Don’t be so upset, show some love when you see a thug

Getting pita bread, I put the nina to your head

You heard what I said

Soul