Kool Keith, Shade Clock Da Rappa, Black Silver - Super Charged lyrics
[Kool Keith, Shade Clock Da Rappa, Black Silver - Super Charged lyrics]
It’s the snick the snookie
I got a record for you to get on (echoes)
I’m out here in London call on me
Gonna make it happen and come out great
Fascinating call on me
Call on me, talk to me boy up there
It’s that raucous shit
No matter if your top ten on the charts
Up top so fly make you wanna dick up
Put it up there i’m fly up there
I cry up there tears, tears
Drop drop make you call the shots, shots
With the cops go bap, bap finger tippin’
I’m your pimpin’ stop that pinchin’
Touching, squeezing bobbin, weaving
Tour out in Sweden lay on my lap
It’s time for a beatin’ speedin’
Reddy Racer etsy racer sexy
Drive that Lexxi niggas on the excy
Poppin, hoppin, sloppin
That’s that poppy droppin’
Choose your partner dance the square dance
Rosie girlies cozy jewelers
Sit you on those reppin to the
Whisk you to the SIPS awards bumps, bumps
I got bumps dance around the pole
Move with your pumps ooh la la la la
You make me sound like Debarge
Unzip my zipper call me ‘Sarge
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Let me hit em with a little bit of this
Bliss, gibberish
Still sit back and it makes em want this
Make em pop it when I lock it down
Make em supercharging ma sound
Hit em with the fast lane in this summer
Imma kill em with the same game
You couldn’t get with the top notch player
And you deem me the stunning cunnilingus
Owww when you hold my nuts i’m like wow
Should I go ‘head and buss a nut now
I’m a lotion fan
And you know I’m a Trojan fan
All the girls, the girls they love me
Cause, I can throw that D’
Out the cut and model a hit
Back that up and wobble a bit
Black Silv, Kool Keith real spit, two chiefs
He could go for hours
Cause he’s super super charged
And he’s super super large
We drive super super far
In his super super car
The nigga so super that he move keys
Don’t serve for free i fuck for a fee
No cause or charity shade Clock hun
Fuck me right and I might cum i might go
I might stay i might leave
Shade Clock who key who else but we
I’m wet, he dry i’m jet, he fly
He’s high, I’m low
Yes ho I still your man bitch, what tho
I’m caviar you chick n egg
Half a ya’ll, ya’ll chickenheads
I don’t do poultry i do poetry
My dude taught me pussy drippin, drippin
Like Niagra Falls he on that Viagra hard
He on that Viagra hard nigga I’ll ride you
I ain’t afraid of heights washington
Benjamin
Frank an’ that bank is open all night
That bank is open all night
I got a record for you to get on (echoes)
I’m out here in London call on me
Gonna make it happen and come out great
Fascinating call on me
Call on me, talk to me boy up there
It’s that raucous shit
No matter if your top ten on the charts
Up top so fly make you wanna dick up
Put it up there i’m fly up there
I cry up there tears, tears
Drop drop make you call the shots, shots
With the cops go bap, bap finger tippin’
I’m your pimpin’ stop that pinchin’
Touching, squeezing bobbin, weaving
Tour out in Sweden lay on my lap
It’s time for a beatin’ speedin’
Reddy Racer etsy racer sexy
Drive that Lexxi niggas on the excy
Poppin, hoppin, sloppin
That’s that poppy droppin’
Choose your partner dance the square dance
Rosie girlies cozy jewelers
Sit you on those reppin to the
Whisk you to the SIPS awards bumps, bumps
I got bumps dance around the pole
Move with your pumps ooh la la la la
You make me sound like Debarge
Unzip my zipper call me ‘Sarge
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Supercharged (Supercharged)
Let me hit em with a little bit of this
Bliss, gibberish
Still sit back and it makes em want this
Make em pop it when I lock it down
Make em supercharging ma sound
Hit em with the fast lane in this summer
Imma kill em with the same game
You couldn’t get with the top notch player
And you deem me the stunning cunnilingus
Owww when you hold my nuts i’m like wow
Should I go ‘head and buss a nut now
I’m a lotion fan
And you know I’m a Trojan fan
All the girls, the girls they love me
Cause, I can throw that D’
Out the cut and model a hit
Back that up and wobble a bit
Black Silv, Kool Keith real spit, two chiefs
He could go for hours
Cause he’s super super charged
And he’s super super large
We drive super super far
In his super super car
The nigga so super that he move keys
Don’t serve for free i fuck for a fee
No cause or charity shade Clock hun
Fuck me right and I might cum i might go
I might stay i might leave
Shade Clock who key who else but we
I’m wet, he dry i’m jet, he fly
He’s high, I’m low
Yes ho I still your man bitch, what tho
I’m caviar you chick n egg
Half a ya’ll, ya’ll chickenheads
I don’t do poultry i do poetry
My dude taught me pussy drippin, drippin
Like Niagra Falls he on that Viagra hard
He on that Viagra hard nigga I’ll ride you
I ain’t afraid of heights washington
Benjamin
Frank an’ that bank is open all night
That bank is open all night