Super Lit

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Jefe Ali

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Don't make it an issue, make it official
You're super lit, you're super lit
They call you super lit, you're super lit
They don't feel me

They say there's only two places for a street nigga and that's either jail or dead
Get some money nigga, smell the bread
Flip some nigga, sell a med
Hit some nigga, swell a head

Blood everywhere, hella red
Snitch  ass nigga, tell a fad
Soft ass niggas, never bled
Extended the clip, I'm making a movie

Tended the whip, I'm taking a Uzi
She wanna f*ck but I don't got the time
she sucking my dick while I play with the coochie
I was so lit, I stay with the groupie

She was so lit, we made it a two piece
Call up her friend, she got it in
She said she wanted a taste of the smoothie
Gun in your mouth like Kiss the Glock

Stick in that bitch like shish kebab
Still at the bottom, I got a few dollars but really can't wait till I hit the top
Bitches they with me get lit , get top
Haters be watching like tick a tock

Do foe new dirty and hit ya block
And clean that bitch up like I missed a spot
So many bullets, ain't missed a shot
Ain't missed a shot

Switch on the clippers, he play for the Sixers
Now his ass, gotta sit with Doc
Thirsty lil' bitches be wishy wash,
Dirty lil' bitch, I wish you wash up

Here go a broom, hoe, clean up your room, hoe
One more thing, don't forget the mop
She a bad bitch, I pay for the flight
Real bad bitch, I pay for it twice

Ooh shit, she breaking the ice
She play with it nice, she shaking the dice
real big boss so  I'm making the price. Cut shit off and you taking the knife
Hard or soft  on the weight with the white

Superman cape, I can play with Dwight
Add up them numbers, yes I do the math
People so funny, I sit back and laugh
Gave him a p, he asked for a half

Broke ass nigga, couldn't pay off his tab
Barbecue ribs, I knock off a slab
Shots from the drac, knock the top off a cab
Going so crazy when I'm in the lab

All about money, yes I'm Mr. Crab
Yes I'm Mr. Clean, yes I'm Mr. Bean
Yes I get the green, won't shit intervene
Talking to Biggie like this was a dream

Im about principals sit with the dean? You bitches mad, my bitches mean
Yo bitch a stragg, my bitch a queen
I get the cash, I heal the fiends
Tell me if you really know what that means

She sucking my dick with the candy. Ooh shit
She said make her mouth juice
They like Ali, ayy go crazy
I say bitch I'm bout to

When I sign the deal for real, I want the amount that I can't even count to
Before you succeed in life, you gotta move all the bullshit from around you
I'm down to do whatever
This glock in my sweater is hotter than leather

Her hair got better, her college professor
She mix it together like chocolate vanilla
Her shit get wetter, I gotta umbrella
Fuckin' my vet, like you got it young fella

Old enough to be my mama, I tell her
Can't even talk bout the shit that I sell her
Real ass nigga, yes I'm really true to this
Yes I'm really true to this

Fake ass niggas, they don't really do this shit
Nah, they don't really do this shit
Call up the plugs, I'm running right through the Bricks
Throwing them bows, they calling me Ludacris

Deep in the game, I fucked up the uterus
Turned up the flame, they Ali, you super lit
They like Ali you super
You're super

They like Ali, you super
You're super
They like Ali, you super
You're super, hey

They like Ali, you super
You're super
Ali, you super
They Ali, you super

You're super
You're super
Huh, super lit
I'll see you in the next one

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