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Supersoaka

by Kid Ink

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Yeah, you know (Murder on the beat so it's not nice) Got hunnid, fifty, no stress Bend it over, yoga stretchin' Supersoka, change clothes Different city, same hoes Bust a move, she got more, yeah You know, titties tuggin' on my jewels, yeah You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless Hands down, head clappin' where the tool is Woo, money man on a mission I got 'em standin' at attention I just throw my hand like I'm fishin' I just give that ass some ambition I'm really hopin' I can touch it, no conditions You say you need a shower, well I got hella ammunition Just pop somethin' for me, while I pop another Rosé Now she lookin' at me like, "Don't spray" I'm just sayin', huh, you know I'm the man, huh Rollin' up a gram, huh, toss a couple grams high It's your jam, huh, peanut butter skin, huh Where you been all my life? Where you been? Huh Parkin' lot pimpin' out at Follies (woah) Thought I seen your ass lookin' thottie (woah) I kill the scene, zip it up inside a body bag (yeah) And then I dump a bag on your body Got hunnid, fifty, no stress Bend it over, yoga stretchin' Supersoka, change clothes Different city, same hoes Bust a move, she got more, yeah You know, titties tuggin' on my jewels, yeah You know, Stacey's dad, shawty clueless Hands down, head clappin' where the tool is Woah, bend it over, head and shoulders Money shower, drop and hold it Your friends bustin' it but you been talkin' on it I can tell you, Kelly Rowland Baby, better get your mind and your act right And know that I am not the holdin' back type She told me sit like my hands round my back tied And let her come and take me on my last ride, woah Who am I, baby? Who am I? Cold nigga, pulled pimpin' like it's do or die I killed her, zip it up inside a body bag And then I throw a bag on your body Got hunnid, fifty, no stress Bend it over, yoga stretchin' Supersoka, change clothes Different city, same hoes Bust a move, she got more, yeah You know, titties tuggin' on my jewels, yeah You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless Hands down, head clappin' where the tool is You know You know You know

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