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Show Me Sumn Video (MV)




Performed By: Dendê
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Dennis Nyanu




Dendê - Show Me Sumn Lyrics
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Dang, look at shawty how she work that pole (Work it)
I ain't even know that she could twerk that low
She could get my vote, if her names on the poll, when she work my pole, when she take My soul (Yeah)
God I love these strippers (I do)
Dollars, got a weeks worth (For sure)
In my house I need her
Hoping we can make the bed eeh err
Man, this bih got some beautiful titties
She gotta be the fricking queen if the titty committee
These other biddies itty bitty, I ain't here to be picky
I just wanna bang bang, I don't need all the chitty (Oh no)
Ooh whee
Somebody see that booty
Whoo me, do me, use me (Ooh whee)
Hold up white girl? Hm, Whooty
Really I'mma use her then I'm on to the next (Dang)
Women only good for one thing and that's sex (Yah)
Know this is the strip club, but I call it chicken shack
'Cause I get birds, legs, thighs and breasts
Pop that molly in a private scene
Her name Molly, ain't that irony?
Wait, that's a new face I just peeped
Hear the new girl just turned eighteen
Girl I'm boutta make this money
See me, I'm about to make these dollars, easy (I am)
Boutta make these bastards run their pockets, sleazy (Gimme)
This the kind of ish that you won't see on, TV (Uh uh)
Touch you, tease you, if you want to pay then, squeeze me (Pay it, pay it)
That's how my baby boy got them YEEZYs for real (You know it)
Like to think I struck the lotto and I made quite the deal (That's it)
High on ecstacy and molly, bih I love how it feel (That's it)
With the action that I give back stage, I'm used to some pills (I am)
She ain't ever known a better path in life
She don't think about her life when she forty-five
And when she needs a new career and they recognize
Her face from the old videos seen online
She been on cam, busting moves, sending nudes
Letting dudes amuse their views, the paper's cool
But what do you do, if your kid's confused
Getting questions about you coming back from school?
Mom, how come you don't have any clothes on the internet?
I ain't ever really think about
How it's gotta be on the other side
Never had a different point of view
Of what the life could be
Now I'm thinking I should try
Maybe if I did, I could be different
Might be the right time for me to make a change inside
What if that was my mama or my daughter? I'mma chill
Nah I'm lying
I don't give a hell about these chicks, man
Baby momma got all of the kids, fam
I be pimping that's just who I is, man
Back to business, got plans for like, six Xans
She gon' pop it, lock it, let it go
Leave her clothes and inhibitions on the floor
She's just an object, she's a ho
I just want to pop a thotty body after every show
I just need me some cheeks
High on life, skip the weed
This the lifestyle for me
But she belongs to the streets
See that sob story was very good
No effect on me though you think it should
At the end of it, I'm still living hood
All she gotta do is show me sumn good
Show me sumn, show me sumn
Show me sumn good
Show me sumn, show me, won't you show me sumn good
Back it up, ay
Then show me sumn good
Drop it down baby, then show me sumn good
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Dang, look at shawty how she work that pole (Work it)
I ain't even know that she could twerk that low
She could get my vote, if her names on the poll, when she work my pole, when she take My soul (Yeah)
God I love these strippers (I do)
Dollars, got a weeks worth (For sure)
In my house I need her
Hoping we can make the bed eeh err
Man, this bih got some beautiful titties
She gotta be the fricking queen if the titty committee
These other biddies itty bitty, I ain't here to be picky
I just wanna bang bang, I don't need all the chitty (Oh no)
Ooh whee
Somebody see that booty
Whoo me, do me, use me (Ooh whee)
Hold up white girl? Hm, Whooty
Really I'mma use her then I'm on to the next (Dang)
Women only good for one thing and that's sex (Yah)
Know this is the strip club, but I call it chicken shack
'Cause I get birds, legs, thighs and breasts
Pop that molly in a private scene
Her name Molly, ain't that irony?
Wait, that's a new face I just peeped
Hear the new girl just turned eighteen
Girl I'm boutta make this money
See me, I'm about to make these dollars, easy (I am)
Boutta make these bastards run their pockets, sleazy (Gimme)
This the kind of ish that you won't see on, TV (Uh uh)
Touch you, tease you, if you want to pay then, squeeze me (Pay it, pay it)
That's how my baby boy got them YEEZYs for real (You know it)
Like to think I struck the lotto and I made quite the deal (That's it)
High on ecstacy and molly, bih I love how it feel (That's it)
With the action that I give back stage, I'm used to some pills (I am)
She ain't ever known a better path in life
She don't think about her life when she forty-five
And when she needs a new career and they recognize
Her face from the old videos seen online
She been on cam, busting moves, sending nudes
Letting dudes amuse their views, the paper's cool
But what do you do, if your kid's confused
Getting questions about you coming back from school?
Mom, how come you don't have any clothes on the internet?
I ain't ever really think about
How it's gotta be on the other side
Never had a different point of view
Of what the life could be
Now I'm thinking I should try
Maybe if I did, I could be different
Might be the right time for me to make a change inside
What if that was my mama or my daughter? I'mma chill
Nah I'm lying
I don't give a hell about these chicks, man
Baby momma got all of the kids, fam
I be pimping that's just who I is, man
Back to business, got plans for like, six Xans
She gon' pop it, lock it, let it go
Leave her clothes and inhibitions on the floor
She's just an object, she's a ho
I just want to pop a thotty body after every show
I just need me some cheeks
High on life, skip the weed
This the lifestyle for me
But she belongs to the streets
See that sob story was very good
No effect on me though you think it should
At the end of it, I'm still living hood
All she gotta do is show me sumn good
Show me sumn, show me sumn
Show me sumn good
Show me sumn, show me, won't you show me sumn good
Back it up, ay
Then show me sumn good
Drop it down baby, then show me sumn good
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Writer: Dennis Nyanu
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