Lyrics Super F*ck - Quelle Chris
SUPER
FUCK
Working
on
my
biceps
In
between
the
laps
doing
pushups
Shake
weight
till
I
gush
up
Pour
me
some
orange
crush,
throw
me
some
orange
kush
up
Decathlon,
we
did
our
thing
She
was
gassed
up,
I
made
that
canary
sing
SUPER
FUCK
Working
on
my
caps
Lift
her
up,
fuck
her
like
an
eight
It's
only
going
to
the
whole
rocker
in
the
paint
You
wanna
lose
weight,
sweat
it
out
You
want
that
summer
body,
you
know
how
to
go
about
it
Scream
and
shout
it,
Bailey's
at
Bali's
The
heavy
weight
getting
deep
in
your
cavities
Do
some
squats
on
it,
that's
the
murder
game
She
was
gassed
up,
I
made
that
canary
sing
SUPER
FUCK
Working
on
them
abs
Put
them
lax
round
my
head
Make
that
man
crunch
up
Been
a
reserved
breakfast,
desert,
brunch
up
What
a
plate
Make
me
wanna
yelp
that
Shit
is
great,
threw
my
hands
up
Climax,
great
escape
No
lines
at
all,
ride
everything
She
was
gassed
up,
I
made
that
canary
sing
SUPER
FUCK
SUPER
FUCK
SUPER
FUCK
SUPER
FUCK
Super
fuck
Super
fuck
Real
bud
I'm
searching
for
that
real
bud
Something
to
set
my
mind,
bring
real
bud
I'm
searching
for
that
real
bud
1 You'll Be Your Star (feat. Jimetta Rose)
2 Loop Dreams
3 What Up
4 Wait a Minute (feat. Denmark Vessey)
5 Super F*ck
6 Prx (feat. Guilty Simpson & Alchemist)
7 King Is Dead
8 Undying
9 Coke Rap War Game (feat. Black Milk & Denmark Vessey)
10 With Open Arms (feat. Marvwon, Fuzz Scoota of D12 & House Shoes)
11 Look at Shorty
12 Life Beyond (feat. Mosel)
13 Ghost at the Finish Line
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