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Kid Ink

Genres: Hip-Hop

Supersoka Lyrics - Kid Ink

Yeah, you know 

(Murder on the beat so it's not nice) 

 

[Chorus] 

Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin' 

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 

 

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[Verse 1] 

Woo, money man on a mission 

I got 'em standin' at attention 

I just throw my hand like I'm fishin' 

I just get 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 don't want the man, huh 

Rollin' up a gram, huh, toast 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) 

 

[Pre-Chorus] 

I kill the scene, zip it up inside a body bag (yeah) 

And then I dump a bag on your bag 

 

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[Chorus] 

Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin' 

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 

 

[Verse 2] 

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 holy rap 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 

 

[Pre-Chorus] 

I killed her, zip it up inside a body bag 

And then I throw a bag on your body 

 

[Chorus] 

Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin' 

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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