Top Songs By Roscoe Dash
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roscoe Dash
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Johnson
Composer
Kevin Erondu
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Everywhere I go, I
Dress up when I go out
I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
Everywhere I go, I
Dress up and I go out
I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
[Verse 2]
(I show out) Gucci, Louis, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars
(I show out) I be all up in the mall, ballin' like it's no tomorrow
(I show out) Gucci, Louis, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars
(I show out) I be all up in the mall, ballin' like it's no tomorrow
[Verse 3]
I got lots of gwalla (What you do with it?) I spend it
I'm a ball-a-hollic, like my money's never ending
Pockets so swole, just like Popeye on his spinach
Spit it like Roscoe, why you grind so hard? I'm like, I'm tryna get it
And that's just how I do it
Hit the mall with 'bout ten stacks, but you know that I blew it
Hit the mall and threw it, that's just how we do it
In VIP with MMI, you know we going stupid
You know I make it rain
Goosey by the bottle, blowing fruity like a mango
Go on and catch this chain, yeah, we in this thing
It's R-O-S-C-O-E Dash, I'm headed for the fame
[Verse 4]
Everywhere I go, I
Dress up when I go out
I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
Everywhere I go, I
Dress up and I go out
I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
[Verse 5]
(I show out) Gucci, Louis, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars
(I show out) I be all up in the mall, ballin' like it's no tomorrow
(I show out) Gucci, Louis, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars
(I show out) I be all up in the mall, ballin like it's no tomorrow, yo
[Verse 6]
Show out, show out, show out, all I do is show out
Inhale the ****, then I blow out
SS Camero ****, watch me as I go out
Back to the crib with your girl, and I go out
We don't even go out, all she do is **** out
I don't even know her, and I **** her, what you know 'bout that?
See, all she know is Roscoe got them racks
Now my **** between her buns like a **** Big Mac
And every time she place her order, I beat her, then deport her
I get **** and tails, like both sides of the quarter
Shawty bad, she expensive, so you prolly couldn't afford her
But every time I see her, it's crunch time, like we in the fourth quarter, and I'm gone
[Verse 7]
Everywhere I go, I
Dress up when I go out
I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
Everywhere I go, I
Dress up when I go out
I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out
[Verse 8]
(I show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars
(I show out) I be all up in the mall, ballin' like it's no tomorrow
(I show out) Gucci, Louie, Prada, man, I'm all about my dollars
(I show out) I be all up in the mall, ballin' like it's no tomorrow, yo
[Verse 9]
Show out, all I do is show out
Watch me while I show out
Roscoe Dash, I show out
Show out, show out, show out
Show out, show out, show out
[Verse 10]
Show out, show out, show out, show out
Show out, show out, show out, show out
Show out, show out, show out, show out
I show out, I show out
Written by: Jeffrey Johnson, Kevin Erondu