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Youngboy Never Broke Again

Genres: Hip-Hop

Show Me Your Love Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

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I like that song 

You talkin' 'bout, um 

'Hello from the Other Side' right 

No, you don't understand me 

I just don't want you to leave me 

 

Hop in your Benz, yeah 

The money be callin' again and again and again 

Don't wanna do nothin' but win 

Startin' to think that I'm movin' too fast again and again 

Told me you love (told me you love) 

Show me your love (show me your love) 

Let me see that you love (see that you love) 

Let me feel that you love (let me feel your love) 

You show me, girl (show me) 

That got love for a thug (love for a thug) 

Before we stay down, we go up (up) 

Ain't no limit inside of this world, yeah 

I'ma run this money up with you 

Tell me go in, I'm fin to 

You don't do the shit that a bitch do 

I'ma show you all what a brick do 

Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt skrrt) 

Trap house we done built us a drive through (drive through) 

Got that money comin' in all different ways 

Feelin' like I'm from Morocco 

 

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They can't see up in my tension 

Why you all up in my business? 

I can show you how to get it 

Just show me your intentions 

Like a verse, lotta drugs, I flip it 

Just tell me where to ship it 

Feelin' like Stro packs comin' through the mail 

I done made a whole lot of benjis 

Heard 'em say that they ain't feelin' me, nigga 

Wanna beef and I'ma go and send Lil Ben at them niggas 

Bet you knowin' that I live like fuck them niggas 

Don Dada, it ain't shit for to touch them niggas 

Got a show for a check, gotta rush to get it 

Northside in the slums, I be thuggin' lil' nigga 

YoungBoy fucked up, I don't trust these niggas 

Fuck them, me and you we could go and get it 

Covered up in Gucci 'fore we hit the block hold on, cut on my song 

When I pass through the north, let the window down 

Out the door, cuttin' up, show 'em how I'm strong 

Already know I wanna fuck when we pass by time and we make it home 

If you already know I don't play around 

You could take your clothes off and turn around 

 

Hop in your Benz, yeah (ooh) 

The money be callin' again and again and again 

Don't wanna do nothin' but win (ooh) 

Startin' to think that I'm movin' too fast again and again 

Told me you love (told me you love) 

Show me your love (show me your love) 

Let me see that you love (let me see that you love) 

Let me feel that you love (feel your love) 

You show me, girl (yeah) 

That got love for a thug (got love for a thug) 

Before we stay down, we go up (yeah) 

Ain't no limit inside of this world, yeah 

I'ma run this money up with you (I can) 

Tell me go in, I'm finto (I am) 

You don't do the shit that a bitch do 

I'ma show you all what a brick do 

Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt skrrt) 

Trap house we done built us a drive through (drive through) 

Got that money comin' in all different ways 

Feelin' like I'm from Morocco 

 

Slow down, yeah (slow down) 

Bitch, you better not panic when it go down (when it go down) 

Had to tell my mama I'm ten toes down (forever) 

But you know I keep a gun every time that I road run 

Bae you already knowin' how I come, I don't stand down 

And you know I'ma die if them niggas play 'round 

Hide from the cameras, I ain't goin' outside 

In my face girl, you better not tell no lies 

I'ma leave like I'm wrong even though I'm right, yeah 

Money comin' fast and slow (and slow) 

Pass by time, we go (we go) 

Where, you never know (oh) 

 

Hop in your Benz, yeah (skrrt) 

The money be callin' again and again and again 

Don't wanna do nothin' but win (nothin' but win, yeah) 

Startin' to think that I'm movin' too fast again and again 

Told me you love (told me you love) 

Show me your love (show me your love) 

Let me see that you love (let me see it) 

Let me feel that you love (let me feel your love) 

You show me, girl (show me, girl) 

That got love for a thug 

Before we stay down, we go up (up) 

Ain't no limit inside of this world, yeah (ah) 

I'ma run this money up with you (I can) 

Tell me go in, I'm finto (I am) 

You don't do the shit that a bitch do (yeah) 

I'ma show you all what a brick do (a brick do) 

Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt) 

Trap house we done built us a drive-through (drive through) 

Got that money comin' in all different ways 

Feelin' like I'm from Morocco 

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