Big K.R.I.T. - Let It Show lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah man Motherf**ers tell me I cuss too much in my motherf**in' lyrics I ain't f** no p**y a** motherf**ers man That's how I feel I let it show, sh** I let it show, yeah I let it show I might chill all night [Verse 1:] You think you are ballin' but you ain't even hit the court I throw money at b**hes like you would think it's a sport We pop bottles and be out like like we just wanna rain Big [?] or models, they twerk that p**y all the same I got two gold chains, and two bad b**hes All these bands in my pockets, it's hard to pull up my britches I put the "K" in Kountry I put the "P" in pimpin' I give a f** what you think, shorty And f** how you're feelin' [Hook:] I let it show (yeah-h-h) [x3] I might chill all night With the highs and lows [Verse 2:] You don't pay my bills, you don't write these songs You don't know my life, naw b**h I'm grown You can hold them rocks You can throw that salt If the ho chose me, pimpin', it ain't my fault I got two old schools, one for the boppers And one with the engine that get away from them coppers I put the "B" in bumpin' I put the dub in whippin' I give a f** what you think, shorty And f** how you're feelin' [Hook] [Verse 3:] Tell Def Jam run that bread, I don't give a f** Drop top, goods, b**h I gave my whip a tummy-tuck, uhh I beat that p**y like it ain't the same, shorty sh**, you might just put my name on it Roll around town like I own the whole city f** the hotel, brung the whole club with Lame motherf**ers, gotta get 'em out my way I got a new bad b**h like I get married everyday I ain't no trapper, I ain't no rapper so don't push me to no k**er This money is a jungle, I'm a silverback gorilla The house sit on some pillars I'm knockin' doors down like my trunk pacific rim [Hook] [Outro:] I might chill all night, with the highs and lows I might chill all night, with the wives and [?] I might chill all night night, with the neon glows I might chill all night, with your wife and your ho