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Keep your hoes in

I got this girl and she me to duke her
I told her I'd come scoop her eight, she said, "Super"
sounds great, shorty girl's a trooper
No what I need her to do, she be like, Super

Own his own throne, the boss like King
On the he flossed the ring, super
Average is like a TV blooper
MF Doom, hes like D.B.

Out with the moolah, I let her get a
Just to cool her off, she said, Niggaz ain't shit
I if she meant it, I doubt it
The way it be in her mouth, she live without it

And can't live with this, your business
stay on a scandalous hoes shit list
One of cookies please, Mr. Hooper
Its fun rookies, he is the super

Look like a black when he let his beard grow
Weirdo, brown, skinned and always his hair low
Rumors has it, its a S-curl
Doom was always known to keep the best backs bent

Some say its the eyes, say the accent
A lotta wonder where they stacks went
I call her thunder with the fatty swolla
Only mess with high rollers, do what daddy her

No the city, she want me to do the thang, thang
Work in the coochie, hooptie, chitty, chitty, bang,
name on the titty as on the name ring
Pretty like D of 'All In The Same Gang'

Keep my eye on her, don't trust her
But I treat her like a daughter, her how to bust a nut
And the heat to turn to horsemeat, chalupa
Teach her how to hold it, of course he is the

See most cats her like foofer
Or beat her to a stupor, it from the super
You to make her feel cuter
And lay down the G Luther, everything will be super

Do for her, her in a new fur
So she look sweet she go to meet the super
Got the buddha, get the Grenadiers, it
Put it in the air, here, kiss it

here, scooter, let her try to bag you
When she's on the rag never let her fry the
will have you under some type of spell, crying, Dag boo
Her name on back in her tattoo

Whether a bourgie broad, hoe, street chick
call her wifey if you met her at the freaknick
You don't want her, don't her time, I'll dupe her
And be a father to your child like the

He his hoes in check
Sends 'em out to get glows from off necks
Tell 'em take his clothes, him posin nekkid for real
Better yet, get 'em for the check off the record

Find out he keep the tek and the blue steel
sure for extra wreck, let 'em know how you feel
And while runnin down to All-Star Weekend to ball
I'm comin the U-haul, super

Super,