Kid Ink

Kid Ink - Supersoka songtekst

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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



[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)
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