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Super Fuckin Cool

Louie V Gutta

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[Intro:] Man, I'm so super fuckin' cool New Louis belt with the new Louis shoes I only get one wear out 'em These niggas huffin' and puffin', man, let some air out 'em [Verse 1:] Yeah, you know how I be, fly jeans, somethin' to smoke She's your girlfriend to you, to me she somethin' to poke Ask about me in my city, boy, I'm someone to know You ain't never met a nigga this dope - call me heroin Doin' 80 through traffic and I'm a clairon Package of that Pakistanian and they hair long From heroin, I'm a give you something to dwell on Ain't talkin' 'bout no money, then nigga, get the Hell on Sittin' in this Phantom, the system labelled me felon Your girl in my whip and my dick is somethin' she fell on [Hook 1:] Oops - said I'm so super fuckin' cool New Gucci belt with the new Gucci shoes I only get one wear out 'em These niggas huffin' and puffin', man, let some air out 'em [Verse 2:] SOHO choppin', hotels with models topless Menages, do the dirty work in my boxers She say that I remind her of a mobster I did it my way, I'm somethin' like Sinatra They eat each other and slurp it up like it's pasta [Hook 2:] Said I'm so super fuckin' cool New Fendi belt with the new Fendi shoes I only get one wear out 'em You niggas huffin' and puffin', man, let some air out 'em [Verse 3:] Hand cuffin', tryna bust my groove Man, let that bitch choose Fail to realize the bitch you're tryna pursue I done fucked her and her girlfriend too Was in the red 'Lam, the color hot sauce I had the top off, she had her top off To top it all off, I was gettin' topped off Presidential suites at the top floor You know you can't compete with the top dog The minute she fuck you then her stocks fall [Verse 4:] Yeah, and I'm so super fuckin' cool Louboutin sneaks, she got the Louboutin shoes Red diamonds on me like they Louboutin jewels Red beam on the bottom, that's a Louboutin tool I'm like a newer Tom Cruise Ridin' with Penelope, fuck you niggas is telling me? Dippin' like blue cheese, countin' the celery And I can show you how to be a player, Bill Bellamy And I'm lookin' in they faces, I see jealousy Same niggas hatin' on me, they ain't had no bail for me When the crackers made Hell for me, hoes ain't sit on down on me But I came back and set my city on fire - soon as they settle, free Said that I would never be, I came home, I was sellin' D Bentley with the butter seats, wings all on that letter B I pull up on my haters, rest in peace Talkin' dirty, nigga? Ready, which you'd better be Cause I'm so super fuckin' cool I be gettin' paid just to wear my fuckin' shoes Reebok or the Pumas, nigga, I can fuckin' choose Gettin' paid for my swagger, I'm still winnin' if I lose [Hook 3:] Said I'm so super fuckin' cool New Hermans belt with the Hermans shoes I only get one wear out 'em You niggas huffin' and puffin', man, let some air out 'em [Verse 4:] Nigga, better believe it, we blowin' racks up in Niemans You see it - the bottom of a Louboutin bleedin' My license my passport cause my whip is a foreign My sneakers is Jordans, I'm makin' a fortune My jacket cost four grand, I'm tippin' the door man My speakers is goin' HAM, they eager to shake hands I hold it with both hands, when I squeeze it, it don't jam Said we gangsters, we don't dance I ain't holdin' these hoes' hands, I'm leavin' 'em no chance Thinkin' bout romance and I'm thinkin' bout goin' in [Outro:] Cause I'm so super fuckin' cool Alexander McQueen belt, Alexander McQueen shoes I only get one wear out 'em You niggas huffin' and puffin', man, let some air out 'em
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