lyrics
Rolling in the whip with some dimes,
getting Supa High
Me no Misdemeanor but I stay
Supa Dupa Fly.
SupaFly? yea Im SupaDupaFly
Say I'm not --- Thats a Supa Lie.
And I got a 3rd Eye
I could spot a playa 'bout a mile away,
Take him to my hideaway
Im like a guide the way I Find away
to let him glide away
All night, but I never let him Slide away.
You see how I do,
I make the boss moves.
If you aint see me its cuz Im mobbin' w/the boss crew.
We come through real heavy --FLEX on em
All black everything, yea we throw a hex on em.
I hope these strippas got a bullet proof vest on em
We goin throw the money hard enough to leave a dent on em.
But if she good like,
1 cheek, 2 cheek,
She goin make the money bounce off
like a bounce beat.
[Hook]
Rolling in the whip with some dimes,
and we Supa High
Me no Jimmy Snuka but I stay
Supa Dupa Fly.
SupaFly? yea Im SupaDupaFly
Say I'm not --- Thats a Supa Lie.
Cuz its a habbit
Up and down the ave
With some bad chicks.
Aint nobody in my camp average.
Lookin so Classic
Actin so ratchet,
We stop traffice, tryna get that Magic...stick
But its Automatic
I turn em into an attic,
Its so tragic, Imma Savage
Iont even call him back if -
He dont hit it right on the 1st try,
Thats when I tell him Bye-Bye
I dont waste no time if he aint get it right,
Cuz this right here is too Fly!
credits
released 12 April 2012
(Written by M. Turner, produced by NightRyder. Recorded at Depth Charge Studios in Alexandria, VA. Engineered by Zachariah Wise and Scotty Beam)
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