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Super Clean / Super Hard (ft. 8Ball / MJG)

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Super Clean / Super Hard (ft. 8Ball / MJG)

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I'm super clean

I'm super hard

Ultra violet baby

Shot from afar

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

Pimpin I'm super clean

Pimpin I'm super hard

Ain't into pimpin but

Love liven and super broads

I'm on a super grind

I'm out here gettin mine

I refuse to be a beggar in a soup line

I tell 'em 'see ya later' mothafucka

Soup kitchen

You can catch me in the cater

[? ]

Crank off 30 spoke

First eight corner dippin

You should see the volks glisten

Similar to fo's tippin

You should see us in the condo-minium

With pretty women

All strippin

Bunch of playas

Shit, yeah

We all tippin

I took a bank roll

Threw a couple grand

Told the youngest ho

"see that's how I do my superman"

And you a super girl

Good hair, super curls

She was super thick

And she sucked some super dick

I let her get my number

Told her hit a playa later

I told my wife bout her

And we did a will and jada

I'm super clean

I'm super hard

Ultra violet baby

Shot from afar

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

I'm pimp tight MJ

I know you mad hatin

But my infra-red beams

Spot you like a dalmatian

My tuesday hoe

Riding round with my friday bitch

That's what you call teamwork

Nigga try that shit

If you a pimp

Pimpin hard

Keep it pimpin

Workin hard hoes

And hard working women

I gotta caddy, nigga

Nigga want to get a caddy

A caddilac nigga?

No, it's the super caddy

With a super motor

It make it go super fast

Give me all my money

Bitch, ho, do the math

I don't even want half

Ho I want it all

My money, [? ]

So I'm a sag the drawers

And put you mouth up

Might do it half price

Just right too

Half black an half white

Don't even act shy

Ho I know you with it

Do it like Vivica Fox did it

Reach out and get it

I'm super clean

I'm super hard

Ultra violet baby

Shot from afar

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

Big boss

My girls say I got a hustla belly

She like to climb on top

And ride that rollacoaster baby

Up and down

Round and round

Super clean super mean

Fly, like a gulfstream

Purple in my bloodstream

Oh yellow Cinderlla cigarillos for my green

Hit the club 30 deep like a football team

Southern rap royalty

Hated in the industry

Ghetto super star

Remember love for us in the street

Any city any town

Stick me where the hood at

Talkin bout my life up on this mic

That's what I'm good at

Still keep my heat

Even though I know them boys watchin

And it ain't never took a lot

For me to get it poppin

I'm droppin shit on niggas

Talkin bout them running things

I'm hitting eagle bitches

In the forehead with this game

Lame niggas imitate

But they can't do it the same

Fuck all haters

Go and get your money man

I'm super clean

I'm super hard

Ultra violet baby

Shot from afar

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

I'm playa fly

I'm playa fresh

Fresh dressed to impress

Like I'm a pimp's pet and flesh

Animal skins

What a man [? ]

Only have Mars Slippers

4X matching vest

I'm feeling good

I'm looking hood

As I'm watch the world

Through the Benz logo on the hood

Fly boy fat boy

Fat boy fly boy

I taught women it's thick

Like a [? ]

Man I startin to feel

Like a young Willy Dynamite

32 flavors baby

Got em black brown white

Even got an asian

Sex is amazing

Have seen her ass

And I think she's Malaysian

Takin your over class

And she said when I hit her

That down south dick

Damn near ripped her and split her

Every time I'm with her

It's grind time official

Cause I be like "ugh"

And she be like "killer"

I'm super clean

I'm super hard

Ultra violet baby

Shot from afar

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

B-b-bitch don't you know who we are?

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