Show You How To Get IT feat. Georgia Boy
the A Lyrics

Double S, never less baby
Always striving for success, never settling for less

Twista and Scott Storch in a dropped Porsche
Twista and Scott Storch are riding in a luxurious Porsche with the top down

That new shit, check it out
Listen to this new song and appreciate its uniqueness

My neck on bling, cris on chill
I am wearing a flashy necklace and enjoying chilled drinks

Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
I am hustling on the streets to make a lot of money

When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
When it comes to hustling, you have to do what you need to survive

And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel
I am rising up and succeeding, regardless of how others may feel about it

My fingers on frost, ears on froze
My fingers and ears are very cold, probably because of expensive jewelry and accessories

Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the pole
I am at a club where women are dancing on a pole for money

Rolling with the Gs and the Foes and the Souls
I am hanging out with gangsters and friends

With two bitches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes
I am with two women who are wearing expensive clothing

Looking kind of stunning, so the cameras on flick
I look very good and people are taking pictures of me

Ain't no motherfuckers out here that can do it like this
No one else can do what I am doing in terms of success and style

On top of my game, and when a hater's all fall
I am at the top of my career and people who hate on me will not succeed

Imma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul Wall
I will be smiling and showing off my expensive dental jewelry from Paul Wall

Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get loose
Dance for me and show off your moves

Let me see you sipping on some shit that's 80 proof
Drink some strong alcohol and let loose

Let me see if Imma let you get up in the 'lac
I will decide if I want you to ride in my Cadillac

Bend over so I can see how Imma hit it from the back
Bend over so I can see how I am going to have sex with you from behind

I hustle wit the rhymes, but I'm better wit the keys
I make money with my rapping, but I am even better at making money with musical instruments

And I'm clubbin' wit the pees, I get cheddar wit the fees
I am partying with the gangsters and making a lot of money through various means

I'm always on the hustle, so don't ask why I succeed
I am always hustling to make money, which is why I am successful

I got flows, I got dro, I got whatever u need
I have good rap lyrics and marijuana, and can provide whatever you need

Tires on shine, rims on gloss
My car tires are shiny and my rims are shiny

When it come to mobbing, Imma motherfucking boss
I am the leader when it comes to gang activity

I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the tipping
I make money from my rap career and also through tipping others

I ain't stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick
I am generous with drugs and everyone in my crew has nice cars

Think you shitting on the nigga t, I doubt that
You think you are better than me, but I do not believe it

My flow will make your booty move, like a house track
My rap lyrics are so good that they will make you dance like a popular house track

Have 'em at the party screaming, "Get the doe", "Get the doe"
People at the party are shouting for others to make money

And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to bounce back
Even if I lose all my money, I am confident I can make it back

If beats was like a tipper, then my flow would play the cane
If music was like a drug, my rap style would be the best high

Got shit to make you float off the floor, like David Blaine
I have good drugs that will make you feel like you're floating, like a trick performed by David Blaine

You rich because I spit it universal to the drums
My rap lyrics are universally appealing and that is why you are rich

And I circle with some guns, blow out purple out my lungs
I am always with guns and smoke so much weed that my lungs turn purple

I pimp and fuck a bitch, I don't need to buy her 'lacs
I am a pimp who has sex with women without buying them expensive cars

I be on the move, staying paid pushing Cadillacs
I am always making money and driving a Cadillac to show off my wealth

Investing in my raps, if I don't make a quarter back
I am putting money into my music and hoping to make a big profit

I throw eight balls to my homies, on the corners like quarterbacks
I sell cocaine to my friends on the street corners, like quarterbacks throwing a football

Let me break your back shawty, show me what u got shawty
Let me have sex with you and show me your skills in bed

We some motherfuking killers, Chicago made niggaz making figures
We are dangerous gangsters from Chicago who are making a lot of money

Teeth on bling, rolly on flick
My teeth are covered in expensive dental jewelry and my watch is shiny

Standing on the stage while I'm holding on my dick
I am on stage holding my own penis

Bout to spit a new verse off out the mobstaz new shit
I am about to rap a new verse from our gang's latest song

Holla walla pop the colla on my new outfit
I am excited about my new clothing and popping the collar on my shirt

If you want war, you think you got rounds to come get me
If you want to start a fight, you better be prepared to fight hard

I think you better go smoke a whole pound of that sticky
I think you should go smoke a lot of weed and calm down

keep on talking that you're not hate around your committee
You can keep talking about how you don't hate me to your group of friends

Imma dodge that nigga that put it down for the city
I am going to avoid any harm caused by the person who is trying to take control of the city

Chorus: 4X
Repeats previous chorus 4 times