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SuperNegroes

Pac Div

Mania!

83

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Girl, Im a super Negro Your dude's are zero Baby, let me be your super hero I spit that dope, that blow, that primo, that coke, that smack, that al pacino x3 [Mibbs] Fly like Nino, tough like Deebo We back like tivo, and fat like Cee-lo I drink cognac, I drink vino Should I drink all that You should drink though Grab a red cup, fill that shit up And drink till u can no longer hold your head up I'mma act a fool I don’t know no better But I never get a stain on this Polo sweather So incredible, unforgettable She be on my nuts like they all so edible She be on my nuts like its some kind of cantaloupe She be on my nuts like my dick is the antidote She be on my nuts cause she don’t want her man to know That she was on my nuts so tough that her camera broke Feelin like a young earl manacho What u smoking on now Oh that’s medical Oh what they smoking on that, oh that oregano Bullshit, weed that’s some shit we don’t ever smoke Mike, tell the dj to play my record though Ladies on the dancefloor Go go, gadget go! (Chorus) Stacy and Brittany, go Erica and Whitney like Tiffany, go Sasha and Tasha all proper x2 (You jinglin, baby) Go 'head, baby x4 [Like] She like vodka, we like cognac Poured her a cup and she hopped on that We like Waka, she like old rap Used to feel the same, but we not on that I can't lie I need to bone that That's your ass girl I need to hold that Take my time and I'mma own that Have u seen them like a Keyshia Cole track I want safe sex, you want paychecks I just say next, I ain't for that This that train wreck you can't roll that Cali only you can't grow that See you staring baby take a Kodak Get my good side, where my pose at Wash you down where my hose at Early morning like where my clothes at Why u hurrying, take a slow jack Why you worrying take some Prozak Checked just clear where my O's at Call my homies where my bros at We gon dip out, we gon flip out Dog, u rollin don’t bring your chick out Girl u rollin don’t bring your dude out Fat friend comin don’t bring no food out [Hook] Stacy and Brittany, go Erica and Whitney like Tiffany, go Sasha and Tasha all proper x2 [BeYoung] Flick my lighter on you niggas Dump a couple ashes Jumped to a benz Skipped a couple classes Rap shit is cool but I been touchin asses Now we have to food had enough of the fastin Puff then pass it clutchin cash yeah Baby be young only fucks with magnums Always showtime like I fucks with magic Birthday suit, yeah I love that fabric Something tragic, man I swear my niggas know Bout the bad red bone with the pigeon toes On a Tuesday mike fucked the bigger role Got me stuck like Monie in the middle tho All my niggas golden boys in the mirror baby Trynna practice all the player shit they hearing baby Blocking everytime I pass in the interference lady You know we do it Jason Lyric crazy [Hook]
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