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supanovaaa - all she wanna do lyrics

[intro]
mmm

[chorus]
all she wanna do (do)
is to get the bag wit’ you (you)
playin’ stupid can get you popped
boy, yeah, i’m that type, got the gun at night
gettin’ the gun on you
gon’ wish we never met, ooh

[verse 1]
she put her bands up high
she got ’em on her side ’cause they love to steal at night
no matter if it’s the am or pm
she runnin’ up the ’20s, ’50’s, ‘100’s, don’t matter to them
all+day it’s murder she wrote
got them hands if anybody wanna run the smoke
she can’t claim friends
no bummy ass b+tches who don’t get paid
money is what she needs the most
she always like, “the drama gettin’ old”
what happened to stackin’ on the bag? we gettin’ grown

[chorus]
all she wanna do (do)
is to get the bag wit’ you (you, you, you)
playin’ stupid can get you popped
boy, yeah, i’m that type, got the gun at night (at night)
better, better get it right
[verse 2]
do nothin’ but get paid (aye)
make it rain one day (aye)
better learn your lesson too (aye)
be thankful enough for what you have
’cause you can lose that too

[chorus]
all she wanna do (do, yeah)
is to get the bag wit’ you (you)
playin’ stupid can get you popped
boy, yeah, i’m that type, got the gun at night
all night, all night
all she wanna do (do, yeah)
is to get the bag wit’ you (you, you)
playin’ stupid can get you popped
you could be runnin’ sh+t but you not that hot
remember your place and remember your spot
i understand i come wit’ lots, i’m human too
what you thought?

[outro]
girl, get that bag
girl, go get that bag
girl, go get that bag
girl, get that bag
shake that ass, shake that ass, ah, yeah
make ’em mad, get ’em dragged, yeah, yeah
let ’em loose, make ’em gagged, oh, yeah
b+tches sad, b+tches sad, hm, yeah
get ratched, get ghetto, f+ck, yeah
be grateful, they must ain’t blessed yet, yeah
shake that ass when he say he on the way, yeah, yeah
god got you, you allowed to get f+cked up today
yuh

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