Ian - Showboat lyrics
Ian Ferguson [Ian O'Neill Smith] St. Louis, Missouri/Dallas, Texas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ian - Showboat lyrics]
(Haha, what the f—?)
Uh, I don't know what you do, but you do it real good, uh (Haha, what the f—?)
And I know it ain't real, but it really feel good
And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love
Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out
Fuck it, let's go back and forth, back and forth all night (Fuck)
I been too attached to us, it's massacre when we fight
Baby, as long as all the gas get rolled, the chance is I will be fine
Damn, but up until I pass it out, I act like I won't feel nice
Let's get over this friendship
Buddy gettin' F'd up, quit tryna test us
I just fit ten tens in a Tesla
Do the math, bitch, I'm a hundred 'til the death of me
That's tеn hoes, every onе of 'em attractive
I'm ten toes, I ain't never finna backflip
I get chose, I ain't never been a pass-up
Me verse the Backwood, shit'd get smack-cam'd
Hell yeah, I been puffin' all day and night (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, we gon' struggle, but we alright
Really don't wanna love her, but really might
I got on Undercover, but never Ite
You not poppin', you a broke ho
The yacht private, I don't showboat (Yeah, yeah)
It's not exotic, then I won't blow (Yeah, yeah)
One M, they ain't match it, then I won't show (Yeah, I won't show, oh, yeah)
Uh, I don't know what you do, but you do it real good, uh (Do it real good)
And I know it ain't real, but it really feel good (Really feel good)
And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love (I wouldn't feel love)
Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out
Fuck it, let's go back and forth, back and forth all night (Fuck it)
I been too attached to us, it's massacre when we fight
Baby, as long as all the gas get rolled, the chance is I will be fine
Damn, but up until I pass it out, I act like I won't feel nice
Yeah, y'all go to Hell, on some cool shit
You just posin' for pics, you ain't doin' shit
I just dropped your apartment on bullshit
We got so long 'fore we gotta turn in, baby
So lost, but I found it again, baby
Rolls-Royce, five percent is the tint on it
This withdrawal make the teller get scared of me
I don't know what you do, but you do it real good
Uh, and I know it ain't real, but it really feel good
And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love
Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out
Uh, I don't know what you do, but you do it real good, uh (Haha, what the f—?)
And I know it ain't real, but it really feel good
And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love
Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out
Fuck it, let's go back and forth, back and forth all night (Fuck)
I been too attached to us, it's massacre when we fight
Baby, as long as all the gas get rolled, the chance is I will be fine
Damn, but up until I pass it out, I act like I won't feel nice
Let's get over this friendship
Buddy gettin' F'd up, quit tryna test us
I just fit ten tens in a Tesla
Do the math, bitch, I'm a hundred 'til the death of me
That's tеn hoes, every onе of 'em attractive
I'm ten toes, I ain't never finna backflip
I get chose, I ain't never been a pass-up
Me verse the Backwood, shit'd get smack-cam'd
Hell yeah, I been puffin' all day and night (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, we gon' struggle, but we alright
Really don't wanna love her, but really might
I got on Undercover, but never Ite
You not poppin', you a broke ho
The yacht private, I don't showboat (Yeah, yeah)
It's not exotic, then I won't blow (Yeah, yeah)
One M, they ain't match it, then I won't show (Yeah, I won't show, oh, yeah)
Uh, I don't know what you do, but you do it real good, uh (Do it real good)
And I know it ain't real, but it really feel good (Really feel good)
And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love (I wouldn't feel love)
Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out
Fuck it, let's go back and forth, back and forth all night (Fuck it)
I been too attached to us, it's massacre when we fight
Baby, as long as all the gas get rolled, the chance is I will be fine
Damn, but up until I pass it out, I act like I won't feel nice
Yeah, y'all go to Hell, on some cool shit
You just posin' for pics, you ain't doin' shit
I just dropped your apartment on bullshit
We got so long 'fore we gotta turn in, baby
So lost, but I found it again, baby
Rolls-Royce, five percent is the tint on it
This withdrawal make the teller get scared of me
I don't know what you do, but you do it real good
Uh, and I know it ain't real, but it really feel good
And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love
Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out
