R. Kelly - Superman High
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R. KELLY


Superman High Lyrics

Yeah, it's Kellz, Kellz and OJ

Swag through da club throwin' money in da sky
I can't lie, I'ma bawl till I die
Smellin' good, got me Supaman high
With a special made chain and it caught ya cutie eye

Supaman high, dun, dun, duh
I get Supaman high, dun, dun, duh
I get Supaman high, dun, dun, duh
I get Supa-Supaman high

Supaman high, Spidaman kush
E man watch on katgirl neck
Batman car, Batman rimz
Jump out, girls like damn dat's dem

Drop dead coop, drop top Benz
Me and yo friends can all be friends
Walk through the club, smoke in tha wind
Just played Supaman and playin' it again

From tha a to the chi to da West Coast
Supaman flite flyin' to the East Coast
Wonda woman bracelet, murp flinstone
Silly bean diamonds, krazy ice on
Supaman geeked up, lac truck, rimmed up
Supaman rich-high, Scottie just whipped up

When we ball off in tha club poopin' bottles of patrone
Don Hulion, man, we got it goin' on
Yeah, we got it goin' on
D.V.S. carrots full of diamonds and the stones

Swag through duh club, throwin' money in the sky
I can't lie, I'ma ball till I die
*** smellin' good, got me Superman high
With a special made chain and it caught ya cutie eye

Supaman high, dun, dun, duh
I get Supaman high, dun, dun, duh
I get Supaman high, dun, dun, duh
I get Supa-Supaman high

Yeah, what it is? Bawl up in da club, 50 hundred dolla bills
Right-hand ice 'cause I got street skill
New Chicago just to wit Kellz, yeah, money by the bell
Mailman nash said ya betta cuff ya girl
I can change ya life and bring ya in da juice world

Both at work and yeah, she stand in Gucci heels
Pinky ring did like I played for the pin
Swag through the club, throwin' blunts of duh peel
09 trappin' young juice he da

Put me in the hood and I can still work a brick
Put me in the club and I can still work a ***
Come on, lil' shawty, we the
Iced out shawty man juice a walkin' brick

When we ball off in tha club poppin' bottles of patrone
Don Hulion man, we got it goin' on
Yeah, we got it goin' on
D.V.S. carrots full of diamonds and the stones

Swag through the club, throwin' money in the sky
I can't lie, I'ma ball till I die
*** somethin' good got me Superman high
Wit a special made chain and it caught ya cutie eye

Dun, dun, duh, I get Supaman high
Dun, dun, duh, I get Supaman high
Dun, dun, duh, I get Supaman high
Dun, dun, duh, Supa-Supaman high

Supaman crib, Supaman car
Supaman shades on flyin' through ya block
Hatas kryptonite, I keep 'em far from the R
Got dat supa kush, all I need is some cops

We took 3 shots, now we doin' it again
Tomorrow night, yeah, we'll be doin' it again
Shawty, get the fly way, in the supa Benz
'Cause she supa cute and her booty supa big
Drop it on the floor, supa head on swole
She look just like a supa stripper comin' down da pole

Dun, dun, duh, I used my supa vision
I can see shawty wanna leave wit' me
Yeah, she a supa freak

When we ball off in the club poppin' bottles of patrone
Don Hulion man, we got it goin' on
Yeah, we got it goin' on
D.V.S. carrots full of diamonds and the stones

Swag through the club, throwin' money in the sky
I can't lie, I'ma ball till I die
Smellin' good got me Superman high
Wit a special made chain and it caught ya cutie eye

Dun, dun, duh, I get Supaman high
Dun, dun, duh, I get Supaman high
Dun, dun, duh, I get Supaman high
Dun, dun, duh, Supa-Supaman high

these lyrics are submitted by mta_mta

Songwriter(s): Robert S. Kelly
Copyright: Universal Music - Z Songs, Emi April Music Inc., Radric Davis Publishing LLC, Millionaire Mantality, WB Music Corp.
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