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$uperF!y - Keep It P (feat. Li Cincoo) Lyrics



$uperF!y - Keep It P (feat. Li Cincoo) Lyrics




Through these Cartiers, I see haters and pocket
Watchers, I know they'll never do nothing cause they
Won't get it off me, slim, thick bitch, brown bad
Looking like some coffee

Gave her dope dick, now all she wanna do is stalk me
I'm tweaking off these drugs and I'm ready to crash out
Feinin' for a body, I don't care bout the amount
I watch her suck it sloppy, put the whole dick in her mouth

I'm at the hotel lobby waiting for you to come out
Glocks with switching fully loaded, keep em with me
Told her play it cool bitch, keep it pretty
Riding in a Rover, cruising through the city

Me and my niggas gonna spin till we dizzy
Mind control, I f*ck her till her mind is gone
She said she love me, Diamonds froze
I need a coat, I'm blowing smoke from out my lungs

Watch her lick balls to the tip, I see my dog turn to a snitch
You can't trust nobody, these days I made a 20 and I spent it all
You need power if you wanna be a boss
You get knocked down and you learn from your losses

A nigga step to me, then I'ma cross him off
Dip and dodge the law, nodding off the drugs
Ha, yeah, ha, ha, ha, got some bad vibes with me
Tequila and the Henny, we gon' drink it till it's empty

Throw my money up, cause the bitch is showing titties
Racks on racks like Nipsey, thought I told you I want it all
If I'm feeling sleepy, I pop an Adderall
She was f*cking up my motion, I had to cut her off

Told her hit the road, said she had to go
Niggas don't want static; they be pillow talking
F*ck her with no mattress, means we on the floor
Made her orgasm, back shots with the thumb

Turned into an athlete, had that lil' hoe running
Hit a nigga with the mac 10, have him somersaulting
I had the lil' hoe running, dick deep in her stomach
She can't do no running, uh-uh, don't do no running

These percs, yeah, they f*ck my stomach up
Think bout bands, run this money up,
I don't get no sleep insomnia
She a freak, come suck me up

These niggas be hating, I can't, I can't relate to that shit
Three, five nigga I'ma face in that shit
Just f*cking no relations, and shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It don't make no sense, yeah
She's a perfect ten, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh
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Through these Cartiers, I see haters and pocket
Watchers, I know they'll never do nothing cause they
Won't get it off me, slim, thick bitch, brown bad
Looking like some coffee

Gave her dope dick, now all she wanna do is stalk me
I'm tweaking off these drugs and I'm ready to crash out
Feinin' for a body, I don't care bout the amount
I watch her suck it sloppy, put the whole dick in her mouth

I'm at the hotel lobby waiting for you to come out
Glocks with switching fully loaded, keep em with me
Told her play it cool bitch, keep it pretty
Riding in a Rover, cruising through the city

Me and my niggas gonna spin till we dizzy
Mind control, I f*ck her till her mind is gone
She said she love me, Diamonds froze
I need a coat, I'm blowing smoke from out my lungs

Watch her lick balls to the tip, I see my dog turn to a snitch
You can't trust nobody, these days I made a 20 and I spent it all
You need power if you wanna be a boss
You get knocked down and you learn from your losses

A nigga step to me, then I'ma cross him off
Dip and dodge the law, nodding off the drugs
Ha, yeah, ha, ha, ha, got some bad vibes with me
Tequila and the Henny, we gon' drink it till it's empty

Throw my money up, cause the bitch is showing titties
Racks on racks like Nipsey, thought I told you I want it all
If I'm feeling sleepy, I pop an Adderall
She was f*cking up my motion, I had to cut her off

Told her hit the road, said she had to go
Niggas don't want static; they be pillow talking
F*ck her with no mattress, means we on the floor
Made her orgasm, back shots with the thumb

Turned into an athlete, had that lil' hoe running
Hit a nigga with the mac 10, have him somersaulting
I had the lil' hoe running, dick deep in her stomach
She can't do no running, uh-uh, don't do no running

These percs, yeah, they f*ck my stomach up
Think bout bands, run this money up,
I don't get no sleep insomnia
She a freak, come suck me up

These niggas be hating, I can't, I can't relate to that shit
Three, five nigga I'ma face in that shit
Just f*cking no relations, and shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It don't make no sense, yeah
She's a perfect ten, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh
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Writer: Alfonso Santiago-White
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Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Alfonso Santiago-White
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