Tq - Superb**hes lyrics

Written by T. Quaites & F. Crumb Every long time ago From my brother Nal Brawl came lifting your paper Got to go I think about it every nite After the shows over Situation for those who don't know I met her at the superbowl Had to snatch her off one of the broncos He won the game but he lost his breeze Cos here me she me thing In my bed while she freakin its been 2 years since I met her since we been together we made a lot of chedder picture some sh** had no drama didn't have no sh** or stick when I was broke my baby help me get rich (Chorus) Superb**hes I like Superb**hes All about they man And procting they riches And if u take me downtown Ill be counting my chickens It ain't nothing missing Like it then don't listen Cos its just Superb**hes They looking at me funny But I know your paying attention Every word that they saying you better belive it And if you don't shell be sitting in the kitchen waiting to hitchen Tell you bout my superb**h Give me the point to a**ure That she gonna keep my sh** Lock down n***a Ain't nobody every Fit better Around this little n***as digga So I figure Be a super trick On my superb**h Got them blam blames on her wrist And as long as she f**ing with this Im am gonna lace her with the stuff that make your eyes squint For my b**h n***a like super quick Won't think sh** Met her kids buying hundreds of gifts That she blessing me with The way I walked her out n***a Its with her Don't even think another n***a could get her She gonna role with me as I get bigga And for hating she a k**er n***a That's my superb**h (Chorus) I can always tell a superb**h She love her kicks Only wear the flyist sh** All she get she work for it Dirt for it Flirt for it Baby what u working with Get your arse dream about her Get home in your bed Won't sleep without her Say it louder n***a And it taste good when you licker And bust quick when u sticker Boy I like a superb**h So when u see me in my rover that's who im with She probably driving it Getting high in it And if the boys pull her over she hiding the sh** And bind with it That's my baby and she down with this gansta sh** And good at it That my superb**h And when im done with this im going home to my superb**h (Chorus)