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Home >> HOODIE ALLEN >> Show Me What You're Made Of
Album: People Keep Talking (2014)

Show Me What You're Made Of

I don't wanna give you up
I just wanna give you love
I don't wanna make it tough
Cause you don't wanna do too much
I don't want to say good-bye
I just want to stay the night
Show me what you are made of
Hey, show me what you are made of

Yo, making out on my tour bus
So fresh probably thought it was a Corvette
And if you are wondering why your girl ain't making plans with you
Well mothafucka she ignored them (fuck her, she ignored them)
#SheWasHangingWithARapperNow
Remember when you were the shit, Manny Pacquiao
Things change so fast now a days cause you used to front hard
Now you are super good at backing out
One shot, two shot, now you are blacking out
Think you fucking with the king, what's your rationale
I'll be coming for the title, tell your girl to come over
She will be missing all the finals (she be missing all her finals)
I'm gonna teach you a thing or two
What's a fling for me, it's probably a ring for you
I got Mary, Megan, Mandy, Morgan, I'm a smash em'... Billy Corgan
(Shwoop)

[Hook:]
I don't wanna give you up
I just wanna give you love
I don't wanna make it tough
Cause you don't wanna do too much
I don't want to say good-bye
I just want to stay the night
Show me what you are made of
Hey, show me what you are made of
You don't gotta to turn me down
I'll come in when no one is home
Baby let me turn you on
Treat you like a new iPhone
Girl you could be a star, fuck that you cause already are
Show me what you are made of
Hey, show me what you are made of

Yo, Ray Allen in the 90s cause I got game
Two girls in my hotel and I'm not paying
She wanted to know my occupay
I said, I make money money make money money, hey
Like I rob banks, Uncle Phil Dough
Come to my place if you want a real show
She got me feeling like a Magic Mike
You're a beauty girl, tell me what the pageant is like
Skinny chick with a booty and got an appetite
If she catches looking I just act polite (like [x2])
Yo what a conundrum, bitches are punch drunk
Love like Floyd Mayweather, just pumped em
Full of some Russian vodka
She said she out of my league like the Brooklyn Dodgers
Everyone tryin' to be the MVP
I take your girl from courtside to show her the lockers, ugh

[Hook]

I do what I ever want
I say what ever I want
I live however I want (ever I want [x3])
I steal what ever I want
I kill what ever I want
I fuck what I ever I want (ever I want [x3])
I do what I ever I want
I say what ever I want
I live however I want (ever I want [x3])
I steal what ever I want
I kill what ever I want
Show me what ever you want (ever you want [x2])

[Jared Evan:]
Show me what you're made of [x8]

[Hook]


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