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Supa Model Video (MV)




Performed By: Warrenbaby Tone
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Antonio Preston Jr.
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Warrenbaby Tone - Supa Model Lyrics
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Tuh
This the type of shit I grew up on gang
What y'all know about a
Supa Model pocket straight cause money ain't a problem
Pretty face and body like a Coca-Cola Bottle
Donny J I told her "Baby pass the reposado"
We be f*cking every other day don't even need a title uh
She gone tell me that its one just so I feel entitled uh
Pulling out don't need her thinking that she missed her cycle uh
That's a sign I need to beat it I done turnt to Michael
Way im shitting on these other niggas think we in the finals uh
Its just me and lil brotha shooting at the rivalry
You ain't tryna get no money you can't even ride with me
Couple million in the bank the only way I'm tryna be
They like "You headed to the top?" Obviously
Is we winning? Sho' Nuff
These other niggas hating on us so what? (Who cares?)
I never heard of them I bet they know us
Soon as they get the word I'm here I bet I turn this btc up
Now all the models with us I got em singing like
What y'all know about a
A Supa Model Bad bitch (I'm like)
I hope Usher don't sue me for this shit Ian gone cap to you
She said I wasn't ready for it God won't give me nothing I can't handle
Pussy fire wet as f*ck you might just need a paddle
I said her secret safe with me cause I don't kiss and tattle
If she ain't tryna get top head I tell a hoe skedaddle
She gave me sample head was fire thought she was a Dragon
Give her exactly what she want so she can quit the nagging
Body in shape her tithes pretty and she tote a wagon
You know I'm P I'm really (Pimpin oh boy) this shit is only practice
She grab the liq and drive the boat because she know the captain
She put that pussy in my face and now I need a napkin
Come put in my face again I think I got a fetish
She even brought her friend with she ain't really selfish (She ain't stingy)
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English

Tuh
This the type of shit I grew up on gang
What y'all know about a
Supa Model pocket straight cause money ain't a problem
Pretty face and body like a Coca-Cola Bottle
Donny J I told her "Baby pass the reposado"
We be f*cking every other day don't even need a title uh
She gone tell me that its one just so I feel entitled uh
Pulling out don't need her thinking that she missed her cycle uh
That's a sign I need to beat it I done turnt to Michael
Way im shitting on these other niggas think we in the finals uh
Its just me and lil brotha shooting at the rivalry
You ain't tryna get no money you can't even ride with me
Couple million in the bank the only way I'm tryna be
They like "You headed to the top?" Obviously
Is we winning? Sho' Nuff
These other niggas hating on us so what? (Who cares?)
I never heard of them I bet they know us
Soon as they get the word I'm here I bet I turn this btc up
Now all the models with us I got em singing like
What y'all know about a
A Supa Model Bad bitch (I'm like)
I hope Usher don't sue me for this shit Ian gone cap to you
She said I wasn't ready for it God won't give me nothing I can't handle
Pussy fire wet as f*ck you might just need a paddle
I said her secret safe with me cause I don't kiss and tattle
If she ain't tryna get top head I tell a hoe skedaddle
She gave me sample head was fire thought she was a Dragon
Give her exactly what she want so she can quit the nagging
Body in shape her tithes pretty and she tote a wagon
You know I'm P I'm really (Pimpin oh boy) this shit is only practice
She grab the liq and drive the boat because she know the captain
She put that pussy in my face and now I need a napkin
Come put in my face again I think I got a fetish
She even brought her friend with she ain't really selfish (She ain't stingy)
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Writer: Antonio Preston Jr.
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