JRag - Super Soakers lyrics

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JRag - Super Soakers lyrics

[Hook] All my young n***as robbing for the lean Moonwalking on a b**h, Billy Jean In Splash Town all we speak is Sauce-a-nese Dipping hoes, selling dope for the cheap All my young n***as got them super soakers In Splash Town, n***as dripping like a faucet All my young n***as got them super soakers In Splash Town, n***as dripping like a faucet [Verse 1] All my youngin's got them super soakers Always smoking soul food, n***a, fried okra I'm from "Splash Town, Texas", n***a, purple ocean I done took the sauce back in 3-wheeled motion But these ain't swingers these them "Forgies", n***a All black Ferragamo suit, I'm a ninja You better keep your super soaker 'round these little n***as Even the b**hes 'bout it, bout it, better ask Jigga Look how Solange did 'em, but that ain't my business Sauce-a-llujah may the Lord be my witness! I'm straight out the city Where n***as on water will k** you right after a cigarette All of the b**hes is s**y, ? we dripping Rolexes Sauce Twinz straight from Texas Plugged in with all the Mexicans Drip or drown, b**h, wipe me down Catch a date, don't play around Trying to jam me like the car down Splash, splash, super soaker sound Sword on me like a samurai For the honor, n***a, you could die I just want a piece of the pie Hardest n***a since Pat died [Hook] [Verse 2] Where them pints at, p**y? We've been withdrawing All this lean in yo songs, let me see you pour it All summer, it was snowing in my f**ing foreign Call me "Double 0 Saucy", b**h, I'm James Bond I got all the gadgets My b**h won $10,000 at a beauty pageant Text yo b**h to make me money I'm gone split yo cappy Smoking magic, David Blaine Trade my Caddy for a Benz and a pinky ring n***as hating on the sauce, that's a shame We the reason that the city don't sound the same Sauce, I got all the ingredients All of my b**hes obedient Spitting this flavor they needed it f** no you can't get no feature, b**h [Hook]