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Show My Ass
by RealasChris
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Uh
I'm bout to
I'm bout to show my ass on this
Colder then a ice grill
Yes I am nice still
I'm here to make it
I'm hungry
And you a nice meal
I'm type chill
But I'm hype still
Don't get ya life killed
Stay in ya lane
Play your position
Right field
Getting my cake up
Twenty four seven straight up
If sleep is the cousin of death
Well then I wake up
And never rest
Never slept
Or I'll be never best
Nevertheless
Never counted out right
I never left
My shit is like napalm
So just stay calm
And let me destroy all that I take on
They get it fast like FedEx
Fuck 'em all like bed sex
And I'll watch you
Be the bitter one
When I get her done
Like I'm a redneck
Haha
And then you know it's bad
When you know you had it coming
Sonning you niggas
It's me you know your dad
So grow a tad
And come back
Man they grow up fast
And while y'all busy spooning
I'm mooning
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
It's bed time for you fuck niggas
Night night
You niggas bitch
And sleep wit a night light
You better get ya life right
Because you not quite
Ready to strike fright
When they go
You K-O
Like a Mike fight
And I am like a gun to a knife fight
Slice slice
I'll give u bang bang
And you strike flight
To the white light
You niggas cower
I tower you
Like my height's right
A nigga trying to eat
On these streets
So I might bite
And if I do
You screwed
So you can smash that
Reminiscent when you was getting it
Like a flashback
You lack cash silly
I act with class but really
I'm cockier than chick
With a fat ass from Philly
Ha
So tough shit
Cause nothin is what you stuck with
You can bob and weave
But can't duck Chris
You runnin out of luck bitch
Cause when I struck quick
Like a truck hit
RealasChris is not to be fucked with
(Not to be fucked with)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
Get on 'em
Like I sit on 'em
After I show my ass to 'em
I'ma shit on 'em
Fly talk
Say you not soft
But he not what I thought
Treat him like a sidewalk
And spit on 'em
Then you know they'll give me kudos
Watch
Niggas colder than snow
Talkin all that you so hot
But you so not
You shot
Shit is brutal
Stop
I got no time for games
You a Hublot watch
Ha
I got you niggas in checkmate
My steps great
Not impressed yet
Just wait
I got a couple tricks for you cats
Houdini is coming back
I'm the talent wit the magic
You rabbit that's in the hat
You mad that I'm spitting facts
I had it wit all you rats
You claim that you want the cheese
But scared to get near the trap
If it snap
I'll watch him die
Kick it
Ask me can I
You gon' need permission
You better get it
Or you'll regret it when I
(When I)
(Show my ass)
(Show my ass)
(Show my ass)
(Show my ass)
Uh
I'm bout to
I'm bout to show my ass on this
Colder then a ice grill
Yes I am nice still
I'm here to make it
I'm hungry
And you a nice meal
I'm type chill
But I'm hype still
Don't get ya life killed
Stay in ya lane
Play your position
Right field
Getting my cake up
Twenty four seven straight up
If sleep is the cousin of death
Well then I wake up
And never rest
Never slept
Or I'll be never best
Nevertheless
Never counted out right
I never left
My shit is like napalm
So just stay calm
And let me destroy all that I take on
They get it fast like FedEx
Fuck 'em all like bed sex
And I'll watch you
Be the bitter one
When I get her done
Like I'm a redneck
Haha
And then you know it's bad
When you know you had it coming
Sonning you niggas
It's me you know your dad
So grow a tad
And come back
Man they grow up fast
And while y'all busy spooning
I'm mooning
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
It's bed time for you fuck niggas
Night night
You niggas bitch
And sleep wit a night light
You better get ya life right
Because you not quite
Ready to strike fright
When they go
You K-O
Like a Mike fight
And I am like a gun to a knife fight
Slice slice
I'll give u bang bang
And you strike flight
To the white light
You niggas cower
I tower you
Like my height's right
A nigga trying to eat
On these streets
So I might bite
And if I do
You screwed
So you can smash that
Reminiscent when you was getting it
Like a flashback
You lack cash silly
I act with class but really
I'm cockier than chick
With a fat ass from Philly
Ha
So tough shit
Cause nothin is what you stuck with
You can bob and weave
But can't duck Chris
You runnin out of luck bitch
Cause when I struck quick
Like a truck hit
RealasChris is not to be fucked with
(Not to be fucked with)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
(Show my ass)
I'm bout to show my ass
(Show my ass)
Show my ass
Get on 'em
Like I sit on 'em
After I show my ass to 'em
I'ma shit on 'em
Fly talk
Say you not soft
But he not what I thought
Treat him like a sidewalk
And spit on 'em
Then you know they'll give me kudos
Watch
Niggas colder than snow
Talkin all that you so hot
But you so not
You shot
Shit is brutal
Stop
I got no time for games
You a Hublot watch
Ha
I got you niggas in checkmate
My steps great
Not impressed yet
Just wait
I got a couple tricks for you cats
Houdini is coming back
I'm the talent wit the magic
You rabbit that's in the hat
You mad that I'm spitting facts
I had it wit all you rats
You claim that you want the cheese
But scared to get near the trap
If it snap
I'll watch him die
Kick it
Ask me can I
You gon' need permission
You better get it
Or you'll regret it when I
(When I)
(Show my ass)
(Show my ass)
(Show my ass)
(Show my ass)