supa dupa humble – aruba lyrics
we don’t need no intro
[hook: supa dupa humble]
i said ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah
p-ssy so wet i need scuba gear, scuba gear
fly that b-tch out to aruba yeah, aruba yeah
t-ttys look like she from hooters yeah, hooters yeah (aye)
i said ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah
p-ssy so wet i need scuba gear, scuba gear
fly ya b-tch out to aruba yeah, aruba yeah
t-ttys look like she from hooters yeah, hooters yeah (aye)
[verse 1: supa dupa humble]
i’m in my drop top cruising cause its, cool
please don’t act up you know i got the, tool
seen this old b-tch that i know from, school
now i got her skinny dipping in my, pool
i’m in atlanta, sipping on a fanta
moonwalking off that xanna
b-tch ain’t got no manners sloppy topping my banana
almost crash the panda, post a picture never tag her
so i don’t get my wifey mad, yeah
b-tch i run the town they treat me like the mayor (way way way)
pull up in the wraithe i’m smoking kush i’m way up
bounce her off that back board but don’t let her lay up
bounce her off that back board but don’t let her lay up
(way way way)
[hook: supa dupa humble]
i said ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah
p-ssy so wet i need scuba gear, scuba gear
fly that b-tch out to aruba yeah, aruba yeah
t-ttys look like she from hooters yeah, hooters yeah (yay)
[verse 2: supa dupa humble]
i said ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah
ask that b-tch what it do yeah yeah
choke on d-ck ’til she blue yeah
swipe that card and it flew yeah
b-tch i slammed it
swipe so many cards the teller thought my name was gambit
came out that target dancing
i said ooh nana, ooh nana cause that pum pum is ooh lala
poke yo face like like you gaga
dress my b-tch in that new prada but i slammed it
swipe so many cards your shorty thought my name was gambit
left out that prada dancing
[hook: supa dupa humble]
i said ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah
p-ssy so wet i need scuba gear, scuba gear
fly that b-tch out to aruba yeah, aruba yeah
t-ttys look like she from hooters yeah, hooters yeah (aye)
i said ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah
p-ssy so wet i need scuba gear, scuba gear
fly ya b-tch out to aruba yeah, aruba yeah
t-ttys look like she from hooters yeah, hooters yeah (aye)
[outro: john cleary]
(guitar solo)
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