Supah Fly

Why ya supah
Why ya supah fly
Why ya supah
Why ya supah fly

Looking like my type
Damn those pants on tight
Girl you must not be from here
Cause I aint never seen you before
Know its right when you flaunt it like that go and let it hit the floor
Left cheek right cheek
Twerk it like you need a scholarship
Make it rain all over you
Bring your friends all over here
Double trouble money Gang
C t z don't play know games
5150 what's good my niggas
Type to run the streets at my night my nigga
My niggas

I just wanna know do you got a man shawty
Uh uh
Oooo ooo
Cause if not then we can go ahead and start a party
Uh uh
Ooo ooo
Tell me what's your favorite flavor wont you tell me lately
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Oooo oooo
She could be a keeper and she said her names Mercedes
Uh uh
Oooo oooo
Body of a goddess and you know I'm tryna get it, get it, get it, oooo
Uh uh
Oooo oooo
I bet she get it from her mama the way that she rocking it
Uh uh
Oooo oooo
Come a little closer back it up and let feel it, feel it, ooo oooo
Uh uh
Oooo oooo
All I wanna know is shawty why you supah fly
Fly fly
Fly
Fly

Why ya supah
Why ya supah
Uh uh
Oooo oooo
Why ya supah fly
Why ya supah
Why ya supah
Why ya supah fly fly



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Writer(s): Khalil Toure
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