The Show lyrics

[Chorus]

Welcome to the show

Fuck all these hoes

All my real ones know

How deep it goes

Mirrors and the smoke (Ah)

Want you to choke (Ah)

Just because it glitters (Ah)

Don't make it gold (Ah)

[Verse 1]

What's the matter with you, baby?

Don't you wanna be famous?

Won't you sign your name on the contract?

Mmm, yeah, put you in a fast car

Put you on the big charts

Help us out and stir up some drama

[Pre-Chorus]

Now she's always alone

Second line, second phone

All the cash was a loan

And all the master they own

[Chorus]

Welcome to the show (Oh, yeah, yeah) (Ah)

Fuck all these hoes (Fuck all these hoes) (Ah)

All my real ones know (All my real ones know) (Ah)

How deep it goes (How deep, how deep) (Ah)

Mirrors and the smoke (Oohh) (Ah)

Want you to choke (Want you to choke) (Ah)

Just because it glitters (Ah)

Don't make it gold (Gold, gold) (Ah)

Aaahhh, aaahhh

[Verse 2]

Baby, get yo shit together (Together)

Hope this album's better (Hope it's better)

We just need a hit like your last one (We just need a...)

Mmm yeah, get that big producer

Get that manager Scooter (Ah)

Maybe just consider the implants (Please consider it)

If you don't it's alright (It's okay, baby)

It didn't sell, but we tried (We did our best)

See your hype sorta’ died

We took the next bitch in line

[Chorus]

Welcome to the show (Ah)

Fuck all these hoes (Fuck all these hoes)

All my real ones know (Ah)

How deep it goes (How deep it goes) (Ah)

Mirrors and the smoke (Ah)

Want you to choke (Ah)

Just because it glitters (Ah)

Don't make it gold (Ah)

Aaahhh, aaahhh

[Outro]

Oooh Oh, ooh oh

Welcome to the show

• Artist:Qveen Herby