Lyrics:
Show Of Hands Tommy

Tommy had a watch a good kind of watch It couldn't tell time if you asked it Didn't have a face just an ear and an eye To see him with Tommy stole candy

? We're gonna have a problem here Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door

switch, I'm 10 years in and ain't changed one bit It's all about the real, nigga, I keeps it real, nigga And won't sell out for [Incomprehensible] with Tommy

props) You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man And my man's got the plans in his hand (Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) (Heartbeat

I slap hickey's on people Black King, Freiyon felt, Attract queens, Ice cold, plus hot, Rap "Leon Phelps" Oh! Where the money at, show me the dough Dummies, I'll show

Yo, check out the kid that get coke like Sosa Never turn down Chocha We in the Costa Rica, sippin Margarittas with a mommy Clinged to Tommy, showing love

out for dough Getting money 24 Lil' hawk fo' sho' Geah [lil hawk] Peeping my nigga We fucking hoes by the dozen Walking around This muthafucka too buzzing ? ? ? ? ? ? ? drink posted in my hand

dealin' with Throw your hands in the air (Big business) Throw your hands in the air (Yeah! Yeah!) Hey fellas, tell 'em what they dealin' with Big house (Throw your hands

last row They're too busy holdin' on to one another To even care about the show Later on outside the Tastee Freeze Tommy slips something on her hand