me Cuz if prices was any cheaper y'all be sellin' it for free Paid 2-3 sell it for 2-2-5 McDonald's is makin more of a profit on Super Sized I spit the
last show Word up to Oprah, the whips pull out like a leather sofa Coolest n-gga couldn't hang with me like Mr.cooper Super duper, need a pooper scooper
fries If so baby, can I get them super-sized? Here comes the four to the three, to the two She stay feelin' on my Johnson, right out the blue Girl you super
on ya girl, wanna, uh Like this, just like this, like this, uh Don't let that animal inside you be contained (To be contained) I'll be your Superman,
Hyah! Attention to all you punk motherfuckers out there (Uh-huh uh-huh, check it out, check it out) Funky Noble Productions represent for the nine-four and nine-five
baby momma lovin' my backseat Freak nasty got me slappin' the ass cheeks of Blackstreet So high, I'm so high I feel like I'm wearin' a disguise Superman
cake You better split if the legs don't spread like wings This is Theodore, we more than just suicide kings Super groupie, that G on your chest stand
, how did I relate what's gonna fall when my niggas made the fuckin' final call? We started out smilin' now they got us definition whilin', Ninety Ninety Five
I'm goin' On two eighty five I keep ridin' in a circle The inside of my ride smellin' like a pound of purple Gucci is your time give me five more minutes
, i just (shut em up) I work hard, that's the only way i (shut em up) When i pull up to the club, in my jeep truck Lookin' like a super model, better
the f*** up out a b*** ear Take that s*** back over there Go away, she don't wanna know you, player What you gotta say? Just like this Loud as you can, say, "F*** that b***" Five
I take 'em to the spot, you know they all look hot Like I said homeboy, ?All I got is top notch" Gotta keep a fat knot it don't stop I'm the super player
got ? , but he ain't got no skin on his dick 'cause he fuck too much I got ah, I got ol' dirty arm but that my partna though 'cause he's super clean, super side, super
of grits? Nah but I might walk up in Kroger, head straight for the DVD's Stuff 'bout four of 'em in my cargo, smile and flee with ease Then hit up the Super
ass all goddamn day A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to Say what you must, do all you can Break all the fucking rules And go to hell with Superman