Super Kick Party Lyrics
[Intro]
D-Dance to this soon at will as we're born, we are dying
(Conductor, Conductor, we have a problem)
Ayo, ayo
[Verse]
Who that bitch right there with the fatty?
How you in the hood with your jewels and no ratch-y? (Ah)
Anybody say that they ill, I surpass thee
We run the streets and jail, we some athletes
F6 elephant drum out the backseat (Brr)
Actually, make it a headshot, it's that deep (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Pateks over the wheel, hobo bags draggin' through Maxfield
You lack still, the Glock or the MAC wheel? (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
Fur on the Marni slippers, makin' a crack deal
Judge wanna send me up the hill like Jack, Jill (Ah)
Catch your life truly up
We dance with pants, wipe bricks off with Louis scarfs
Mossberg in the old nugget, lookin' like movie stars
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My starter lineup got five shooting guards, you f*ck niggas is moulinyans (Brr)
Pipe down, pikers
Pucci overalls look like scars on a lifer (Ah)
Breakdancin' in the mess hall, put the knives up (Ah)
Where CO Kennedy at? I might wife her
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