Keep your in check
I got this and she wants me to duke her I her I'd come scoop her around eight, she said, "Super" sounds great, shorty girl's a trooper No matter I need her to do, she be like, Super
Own his own throne, the boss like Koopa On the microphone he flossed the ring, Average emcees is 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, ain't about shit I if she meant it, I doubt it The way it be in her mouth, she live without it
And live with this, handle your business Villain'll stay on a scandalous hoes shit One pack of cookies please, Mr. Its fun smackin rookies, he is the
Look like a black wookie he let his beard grow Weirdo, brown, skinned and always his hair low Rumors has it, its a S-curl was always known to keep the best girls backs bent
Some say its the eyes, some say the A lotta guys wonder where they stacks I her thunder thighs with the fatty swolla Only with high rollers, do what daddy told her
No matter the city, she me to do the thang, thang in the coochie, hooptie, chitty, chitty, bang, bang Same name on the titty as on the name like Baby D of 'All In The Same Gang'
Keep my eye on her, don't trust her But I her like a daughter, taught her how to bust a nut And the heat to turn to horsemeat, chalupa her how to hold it, of course he is the super
See most cats her like foofer Or beat her to a stupor, take it from the You need to make her cuter And lay down the G like Luther, everything will be
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, come here, it
here, scooter, let her try to bag you When she's on the rag never let her fry the Which will have you under some of spell, crying, Dag boo Her name on your 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, waste her time, I'll dupe her And be a father to child like the super
He keep his in check Sends 'em out to get glows from off frozen 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 blue sure for extra wreck, let 'em know how you feel And while he's runnin to All-Star Weekend to ball I'm comin the U-haul, super
Super,