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Keep your in check

I got girl and she wants me to duke her
I told her I'd come scoop her eight, she said, "Super"
That 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 microphone he flossed the ring,
Average is like a TV blooper
MF Doom, hes D.B. Cooper

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

And live with this, handle your business
stay on a scandalous hoes shit list
One pack of please, Mr. Hooper
Its fun rookies, he is the super

Look like a black wookie he let his beard grow
Weirdo, brown, and always kept his hair low
Rumors has it, its a accident
was always known to keep the best girls backs bent

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

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

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

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

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

here, scooter, let her try to bag you
When she's on the rag let her fry the Ragu
will have you under some type of spell, crying, Dag boo
Her on your back in her tattoo

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

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

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

Super,