And she throws up whatever she eats
When wearing super skinny jeans.
Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed
Throwing super heat, my girls a super freak,
Yeah, since i was a knee high
He's seen several of his best friends die
But i'm gettin' super-dome, best believe it feels great
And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate
Double double super size
Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs
The other super powerful beings wouldn't play with him, they were being mean.
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Selling weed by the trees if your friends with the enemy than ya best be leaving
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