Lyrics Leon Thomas III – Show Us
Text:
New York boy at a West Coast party
Model chicks, dancing, high heel shawties
Tell me what’s your name again
Where you really from
This ain’t where you from
Everybody wants to be a star
I’ll call you Miss Universe
Louis V. up on your purse
You just want it bad, don’t ya
Silly mom and dad
They’ll never see what you have, what you have
Chorus:
Baby, no the jungle ain’t the place to go wild
Trynna’ find your way, but you don’t know how
This city’s seen it all
So, girl, be careful what you show us, show us
Girl, you finally in the right place
Everybody rich and shit
Saw them ’round that rem tray
Drink it up
x2
Right up on the counter top
No, good girls don’t do that stuff
x2
Maybe once, maybe once
Twice ain’t never hurt nobody
YOLO till the morning come
Laying in somebody’s arms
That you don’t know
No, you don’t care, don’t you
You want it bad, don’t you
You want it bad, baby
Chorus x2
Baby, no the jungle ain’t the place to go wild
Trynna’ find your way, but you don’t know how
This city’s seen it all
So, girl be careful what you show us, show us
She gone
x2
You should know better, girl
The way she move is so wild, so wild
The way she move is wild
You should know better girl
x2