Oh you a rappin dude? I ain't goin' tit for tat with you
Mix the 42 with passion fruit
Twist ya shorty in some action moves
And now she gone gone
I be walkin' on these bitches like the thong song
I be talkin on these scriptures
Got em' vibin' with the visions
Steady mobbin' on these niggas droppin bomb bomb
Can't stop me in my lane, nigga, Bron Bron
I was fried wontons
Now a nigga on on
Can you believe it? Got a highly functioning mind, it overheated
Got back, shit, it overheated
Got back, shit, it overheated
Got back, shit, repeated
Niggas up the score, I was stuck on defense
Now I'm out for war, four-four through the door, kill em' all
It's the Eh EH
I'ma be a goon till I fall
You under pressure
Wonder why you losin' the sauce
It's the showdown
It's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town, grippin' on my four-pound
Lookin' for the showdown, where everybody go
Howdy partner, there's a new sheriff in town
While we at it, Kendrick, stop wearin' that crown
And I ain't really bump Cole since middle child
Probably cause I'm a middle child
A nigga still bump Drake when hoes around
And the rest of y'all just pump fake
Rhymin' off a template
The hardest in the game, menstruate
This shit cray
I spot a bad bitch, now that bitch babe
You spot a bad bitch, and go buy her mad shit
You be runnin' around tryna Prada that bitch
And I just come around and say I'm proud of that bitch
It's the showdown
It's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town
Grippin' on my four-pound, lookin' for the showdown
Where everybody go
It's the showdown, it's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town
Grippin' on my four-pound, lookin' for the showdown
Where everybody go
Young Gatez - Showdown Lyrics
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Oh you a rappin dude? I ain't goin' tit for tat with you
Mix the 42 with passion fruit
Twist ya shorty in some action moves
And now she gone gone
I be walkin' on these bitches like the thong song
I be talkin on these scriptures
Got em' vibin' with the visions
Steady mobbin' on these niggas droppin bomb bomb
Can't stop me in my lane, nigga, Bron Bron
I was fried wontons
Now a nigga on on
Can you believe it? Got a highly functioning mind, it overheated
Got back, shit, it overheated
Got back, shit, it overheated
Got back, shit, repeated
Niggas up the score, I was stuck on defense
Now I'm out for war, four-four through the door, kill em' all
It's the Eh EH
I'ma be a goon till I fall
You under pressure
Wonder why you losin' the sauce
It's the showdown
It's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town, grippin' on my four-pound
Lookin' for the showdown, where everybody go
Howdy partner, there's a new sheriff in town
While we at it, Kendrick, stop wearin' that crown
And I ain't really bump Cole since middle child
Probably cause I'm a middle child
A nigga still bump Drake when hoes around
And the rest of y'all just pump fake
Rhymin' off a template
The hardest in the game, menstruate
This shit cray
I spot a bad bitch, now that bitch babe
You spot a bad bitch, and go buy her mad shit
You be runnin' around tryna Prada that bitch
And I just come around and say I'm proud of that bitch
It's the showdown
It's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town
Grippin' on my four-pound, lookin' for the showdown
Where everybody go
It's the showdown, it's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town
Grippin' on my four-pound, lookin' for the showdown
Where everybody go
Mix the 42 with passion fruit
Twist ya shorty in some action moves
And now she gone gone
I be walkin' on these bitches like the thong song
I be talkin on these scriptures
Got em' vibin' with the visions
Steady mobbin' on these niggas droppin bomb bomb
Can't stop me in my lane, nigga, Bron Bron
I was fried wontons
Now a nigga on on
Can you believe it? Got a highly functioning mind, it overheated
Got back, shit, it overheated
Got back, shit, it overheated
Got back, shit, repeated
Niggas up the score, I was stuck on defense
Now I'm out for war, four-four through the door, kill em' all
It's the Eh EH
I'ma be a goon till I fall
You under pressure
Wonder why you losin' the sauce
It's the showdown
It's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town, grippin' on my four-pound
Lookin' for the showdown, where everybody go
Howdy partner, there's a new sheriff in town
While we at it, Kendrick, stop wearin' that crown
And I ain't really bump Cole since middle child
Probably cause I'm a middle child
A nigga still bump Drake when hoes around
And the rest of y'all just pump fake
Rhymin' off a template
The hardest in the game, menstruate
This shit cray
I spot a bad bitch, now that bitch babe
You spot a bad bitch, and go buy her mad shit
You be runnin' around tryna Prada that bitch
And I just come around and say I'm proud of that bitch
It's the showdown
It's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town
Grippin' on my four-pound, lookin' for the showdown
Where everybody go
It's the showdown, it's about to go down
Everybody goin' round, actin' like they know
Spinnin' through this whole town
Grippin' on my four-pound, lookin' for the showdown
Where everybody go
Writer: Anthony Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid