Jt Money - Superb**h lyrics

[Verse 1] She's a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw motherf**er Other hoes can't touch her Fly b**h, do or die b**h, my b**h don't play, baby Doin' every damn thing for J, baby And she luv to see a n***a on top Even though she know there's other b**hes wantin' the spot But they can't f** wit Slim, cuz baby be the real Got nerves of steel, feds can't make her squeal She's a freak in bed, love gettin' head Keep a n***a welfare wit plenty of bread Call her Superb**h, love nice sh** All the high price sh**, the golden ice sh** Wit the game to mack, no strings attached Type of b**h only rich n***as dream they had All the money that she make, it be comin' to me And that's the version of the ideal woman to me Oh, you don't know? [Chorus] She's a Superb**h, a Superho 'Bout chasin' flow, and always good to go She's a Superb**h, a Superho 'Bout chasin' flow, and always good to go I say, now where J's babies at (Hey) Huh? Where my hustlin' ladies at (Right here) Huh? And if you freaks start makin' stacks (You know it) Huh? You a female mack, You a (I'm a female mack) That's right [Verse 2] She's a hood thang wit some good thangs Good looks and brains, bout makin' some change Talkin' fine as f**, for all eyes to see Might blow a lil' weed and be on the grind like me And the next for the playa, but I know ho's sh** Cuz that's slowin' down the money that she can go get She's a polite a**a**in, always cla**y Exotic, erotic, far beyond trashy Female rider, keep the heat inside Down with gangsta sh** and my getaway driver She is J's baby, number one lady Luv the way she play me and drive these n***as crazy She's a??? Swiss, and I'm her pimp Know how to work these hoes and how to break these??? All the money that she make, be comin' to me And that's the version of the ideal woman to me Oh, you don't know? [Chorus] [Verse 3] Who dat chick? Down to do that sh** A Superb**h, I ride wit a crew that's sick Shorty keep it off the chains, I don't f** wit lames If I'm pushin' my n***a whip, better send my name I'm the one wit the keys to the cribs and the cars So I ain't worried at all bout y'all other broads sh**, a n***a gon' flirt, for whatever it's worth You the fool if you twerk and let him get in your skirt But until he done testified up in the court session And answered every question wit not to my recollection Now shorty gettin' steppin', a Superb**h don't snitch If you insist, I show you how real it can get sh**, I ride for my n***a, grab the heat and aim Do time for my n***a, won't speak a name You don't know another chick can keep it realer than this Man, all y'all n***as gotta feel me on this Cuz I'm... [Chorus] [repeat until fade]