T.I., Nelly - Show it to Me lyrics

Aye bend that ass over, and let it move back
Come kick it wit me
I'll get your groove back and give it to me
Show it to me give it to me
Show it to me give it to me
Show it to me

Aye bend that ass over, and let it move back
Come kick it wit me
I can help you get your groove back
Aye give it to me show it to me
Now give it to me show it to me
Now give it to me hey whatcha doin'?
Give it to me show it to me
And let it wiggle cause I like
It when you do that come kick it wit me
I can help you get your groove back
Now give it to me show it to me
Now give it to me show it to me
Just give it to me hey whatcha doin'?

Just give it to me show it to me

I got a whack dough flow stacks on swole
Five different hoes in Cadillac four door
Niggas think they gonna attack
I got a mac on hold
I'll bust ya in your stomach leave
You back on the floor
You see TI and Nelly on it
Know the track gone blow
Man you niggas barely pro
I don't even practice no more
Aye shawty I was gettin' dough
When you was rappin so-so
When you barely had flow I
Had crack for the low
You can stunt for the audience
And act for the hoes
Let me ask you what you gon' do
When we ain't actin' no more
Aye when I finish wit you you ain't
Even gon' be rappin' no more
Aye "How he doin'?
Where he at?" somethin' they
Ain't askin' no more
Aye picture me not bein' the
Main attraction no more
That's all the talkin' I care to do
To you back to the hoes
Baby drop it back it up til
You can't back it no more
You show me you bout that action
I'll throw a stack on the floor


Aye come on in lil mama
Sit down pay attention
You don't want to get to school
Then take your ass to detention
Stick my key in your ignition
I'm crankin' up your engine
I'm pullin' your extensions Now
We switchin' up positions
Got an ill technique, in makin' ya knees weak
A non-stop treat until your g-spot leak
To your G4 seat, we'll be back next week
So tell that lame ass nigga
You got places to be
So give me your participation
Don't need no hesitation
Don't want to be mistaken
Ma I'm plannin' on relations
Yea, you rollin' wit the King and the One
Country niggas in the chevy
Passin' Grey Poupon
Man, we been gettin' dough since
We was way too young
The record sales was the mob
That'll make me a Don
You see this is why I'm hot
And this is why he not
So mama climb on top, and
Show me what you got, aye

The independent ladies that can buy
Their own Mercedes I say
That's the one, that's the one
Country girls that represent
Payin' they own rent holla
That's the one, that's the one
For the women constantly poppin' tags with
The newest Louis bags yea
That's the one, that's the one
To all the girls who in shape, slim waist
Pretty face hey
That's the one, that's the one okay
Now bend that ass over