Представляем точный текст композиции "Superbitch" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста JT Money . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Superbitch» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую JT Money передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
JT Money - "Superbitch"
Lyrics to Superbitch : [Verse 1] Shes a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw motherfucker Other hoes cant touch her Fly bitch, do or die bitch, my bitch dont play, baby Doin every damn thing for J, baby And she luv to see a nigga on top Even though she know theres other bitches wantin the spot But they cant fuck wit Slim, cuz baby be the real Got nerves of steel, feds cant make her squeal Shes a freak in bed, love gettin head Keep a nigga welfare wit plenty of bread Call her Superbitch, love nice shit All the high price shit, the golden ice shit Wit the game to mack, no strings attached Type of bitch only rich niggas dream they had All the money that she make, it be comin to me And thats the version of the ideal woman to me Oh, you dont know' [Chorus] Shes a Superbitch, a Superho Bout chasin flow, and always good to go Shes a Superbitch, a Superho Bout chasin flow, and always good to go I say, now where Js 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 (Im a female mack) Thats right [Verse 2] Shes a hood thang wit some good thangs Good looks and brains, bout makin some change Talkin fine as fuck, 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 hos shit Cuz thats slowin down the money that she can go get Shes a polite assassin, always classy Exotic, erotic, far beyond trashy Female rider, keep the heat inside Down with gangsta shit and my getaway driver She is Js baby, number one lady Luv the way she play me and drive these niggas crazy Shes a ''' Swiss, and Im her pimp Know how to work these hoes and how to break these ''' All the money that she make, be comin to me And thats the version of the ideal woman to me Oh, you dont know' [Chorus] [Verse 3] Who dat chick' Down to do that shit A Superbitch, I ride wit a crew thats sick Shorty keep it off the chains, I dont fuck wit lames If Im pushin my nigga whip, better send my name Im the one wit the keys to the cribs and the cars So I aint worried at all bout yall other broads Shit, a nigga gon flirt, for whatever its 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 Superbitch dont snitch If you insist, I show you how real it can get Shit, I ride for my nigga, grab the heat and aim Do time for my nigga, wont speak a name You dont know another chick can keep it realer than this Man, all yall niggas gotta feel me on this Cuz Im... [Chorus] [repeat until fade] [ Superbitch Lyrics ]
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