R Kelly Ft. OJ Da Juiceman - Superman High | Текст песни

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• R Kelly Ft. OJ Da Juiceman
• Superman High

Yea, It’s Kellz…
Kells and OJ [Aye Aye]

(OJ)
Swag thru the club, throwin money in the sky,
I Can’t Lie, Imma Ball Til I Die,
Blunt – somethin Good,
Got Me Superman High,
Wit A Special Made Chain,
And it caught ya cutie Eye

[Aye Aye] Supaman High…
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..

(Kellz)
Supaman High,Spidaman Kush,
E Man Watch On KatGirl Neck,
Batman Car,Batman Rimz,
Jump Out Girls Like Damn Dats Dem,
Drop Dead Coop,Drop Top Benz,
Me And Yo Friendz, Can All Be Friends,
Walk Thru The Club, Smoke In Tha Wind
Just Played Supaman And Playin It Again,
From Tha A To The Chi,To the West Coast,
Supaman Flite Flyin To The East Coast,
Wonda Woman Bracelet,
Murp Flintstone,
Jelly Bean Diamonds, crazy Ice On,
Supaman Geeked Up, Lac Truck, Rimmed Up
Supaman Rich-High Scottie Just rimmed Up,

(OJ)
When We Ball off In Tha Club Poppin Bottles Of Patrone,
Don Hulion – Man We Got It Goin On,
Yeea, We Got It Goin On!
D.V.S carrots full of diamonds and the Stones

(Chorus)
Swag thru duh club, throwin money in the sky,
I can’t lie, Imma Ball til I Die,
Blunt Smellin Good,
Got Me Superman High,
Wit A Special Made Chain,
And it caught ya cutie Eye

[Aye Aye] Supaman High…
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..

(OJ)
Yeaaa, What It Is?
Ball Up In the Club, 50-Hundred Dolla Bills,
Right-Hand Ice Cause I Got Street Skill,
New Chicago Just To Fuck With Kellz,
Yeea, Money By The Bell,
Mail hand nasty Said Ya Betta Cuff Ya Girl,
I Can Change Ya Life and Bring Ya In the Juice World,
Both At Work And Yea She Stand In Gucci Heels,
Pinky Ring Did Like I Played for The Pin,
Swag Thru the Club, Throwin Blunts Of Duh Peel,
09 trappin young Juice He Da Shiiiit,
Put Me in the Hood and I Can still Work A Brick,
Put Me in the club and I Can Still Work A bitch,
Comeon lil shawty, we the shit
Iced out shawty man juice a walkin brick

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(OJ)
When We Ball off In Tha Club Poppin Bottles Of Patrone,
Don Hulion – Man We Got It Goin On,
Yeea, We Got It Goin On!
D.V.S carrots full of diamonds and the Stones

(Chorus)
Swag thru the club, throwin money in the sky,
I Can’t Lie, Imma Ball Til I Die,
Blunt – somethin Good,
Got Me Superman High,
Wit A Special Made Chain,
And it caught ya cutie Eye

(R Kelly)
Supaman crib, supaman car, supaman shades on flyin through ya block
Hatas kryptonite, I keep’em far from the R
Got dat supa kush all i need is some cops
We took 3 shots now we doin it again
Tomorrow night – yea we’ll be doin it again
Shawty get the fly way, in the supa benz
Jo she supa cute and her booty supa big
Drop it on the floor, supa head on swole
She look jus like a supa stripper comin down da pole
Dun dun duhhh, I used my supa vision, I can see shawty wanna leave wit me
Yea she a supa freak

(OJ)
When We Ball off In Tha Club Poppin Bottles Of Patrone,
Don Hulion – Man We Got It Goin On,
Yeea, We Got It Goin On!
D.V.S carrots full of diamonds and the Stones

(Chorus)
Swag thru the club, throwin money in the sky,
I Can’t Lie, Imma Ball Til I Die,
Blunt – somethin Good,
Got Me Superman High,
Wit A Special Made Chain,
And it caught ya cutie Eye

[Aye Aye] Supaman High…
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..
Dun Dun Duhhh.. [I Get Supaman High] Aye..