Cold nigga, pulled pimpin’ like it’s do or die. Kid Ink lyrics
Video KId Ink Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin’
Bend it over, yoga stretchin’
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same h**s
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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. Who am I? I killed her, zip it up inside a body bag
And then I throw a bag on your body. Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin’
Bend it over, yoga stretchin’
Supersoaka, change clothes
Different city, same h**s
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, t*tties tuggin’ on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin’ where the tool is
You know
You know
You knowww. Woah, bend it over, head and shoulders
Money shower, drop and hold it
Your friends bustin’ it but you been talkin’ on it
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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?
Huh
Parkin’ lot pimpin’ out at Follies (woah)
Thought I seen your a*s lookin’ thottie (woah). Lyrics Kid Ink – Supersoaka
Yeahhh, you know
(Murder on the beat so it’s not nice).(supersoaka)
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin’
Bend it over, yoga stretchin’
Supersoaka, change clothes
Different city, same h**s
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. Where you been? I kill the scene, zip it up inside a body bag (yeah)
And then I dump a bag on your body. Woooo, money man on a mission
I got ’em standin’ at attention
I just throw my hand like I’m fishin’
I just get that a*s 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?