12AM, Tyla Yaweh, Pressa - Showgirls Lyrics

In the city of the angels, where they roll
When the lights come on she drop it low
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw

Yeah, them bands make her dance, she a pro
In the hills, baby, I'ma make it snow
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw

I got fifty grand, I'ma let ya throw (I'ma throw)
With ten bad bitches off the shrooms (off the shrooms)
I got LA girls snorting up the coke (up the coke)
I just put some Gucci on my new broad (oh)
If you make a wish get what you want (oh)
Big, big flexing, what you want
Money can't deny, you can not go
Everything you got, you know I own

Showgirls, they showing me love
Whenever I'm calling them up
And I just might die in the club
But she just might die for the ones

In the city of the angels, where they roll
When the lights come on she drop it low
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw

Yeah, them bands make her dance, she a pro
In the hills, baby, I'ma make it snow
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw

From the 6 and, lil' bitch, I'm the boss
If it's a hit 12AM know who to call
We fisherman, lil' bitch, we get the rod
And for that loyalty them things go ra-ta-ta
Ah, before you ever walk you gotta crawl
Bitch, I block my blessings with a wall
And they don't run it up these niggas wap (yeah, wap)
Lil bitch, I hit that beat and I just walk

In the city of the angels, where they roll
When the lights come on she drop it low
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw

Yeah, them bands make her dance, she a pro
In the hills, baby, I'ma make it snow
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw
Bossed up, got that money, I'ma throw