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superlative ice - cow lyrics

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[intro: yazzi belani]
yeah, yeah, superlative ice
esket-t, esket-t (pop a molly let’s get trippy)
hey yo, hey yo p-ss me some of that blue dream trippy (b00bs, b00bs, b00bs)
we gettin’ higher than a motherf-cker
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: yazzi belani]
we the champions of the world (yeah)
we the champions of the world (yeah)
i might steal your girl and become filthy rich
i might steal your girl and put some diamonds on that b-tch
we the champions of the world (yeah)
we the champions of the world (yeah)
i might steal your girl she sucks my d-ck until she hurl
i think i might give another l!ckin’ on her pearl

[verse 1: trippy mayne & yazzi belani]
is that your b-tch, she suck my d-ck
i hit a l!ck, i’m gettin’ rich
flexin’ with my clique, we gon’ put you in a ditch
if you talkin’ sh-t you might get hit with a stick
we got extended clips, dripped in designer fits
i’m ’bout to slide my phallus in between your girlfirend’s t-ts
yeah, she likes it because i’m ballin
i got cash and hoes everywhere like i’m joseph stalin (yeah)
we run the world like a motherf-ckin’ champion
you talkin’ junk to me i’ll snap my fingers poof you gone

[chorus: yazzi belani]
we the champions of the world (yeah)
we the champions of the world (yeah)
i might steal your girl and become filthy rich
i might steal your girl and put some diamonds on that b-tch
we the champions of the world (yeah)
we the champions of the world (yeah)
i might steal your girl she sucks my d-ck until she hurl
i think i might give another l!ckin’ on her pearl

[verse 2: yazzi belani & trippy mayne]
so many b-tches that it might just make your head spin
everyone knows that superlative ice always wins
you actin’ tough when we around but really you a b-tch
now listen up it’s time for trippy mayne to spit this sh-t
codeine in my cup, molly on my mind
your girl fall in love with me i hit it from behind
i’m in my prime, f-ck nothing less than dimes
make some money blow some racks then i press rewind

[outro: trippy mayne]
hop out the coupe and t-tty f-ck her brains loose
hop out the coupe and t-tty f-ck her brains loose
flexin’ with my clique we gon’ put you in a ditch
if you talkin’ sh-t you might get hit with a stick



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