Lyrics SUPERSQUAD: by Chuck & Mike - Chuck Inglish

SUPERSQUAD: by Chuck & Mike

I’m in the coupe, listening to Snoop
Whoop this is what I do, Oh bitches need it too
Niggas finna to get it for them
Sitting in the foreign in the Forum, in the zone
Two phones on silent, finna to score 40 on 'em
Bout to do a donut
Pop a cork on it
Where baby from?
Do she got a work permit?
Baby twerk something, waves, can I surf something?
On the chirp, magic with the wand
I can work wonders with the work
In '04 smoking purp, ol' boy off the shore sipping syrup
I really mean it and I know what its worth
What’s up, what’s up, nitrous tanks had me perf
Cop a whip and started wildin' in that mug
Sportswear Chuck and I raise the Stanley Cup
Nissan truck with the dump on tuck
You can still hit me up if you want that plug
Bass on 12 shaking shit on shelves
Bass on 12 shaking shit on shelves
We back on getting weigh it up on scales
We back on getting weigh it up on scales
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Spend a few bands on it, deluxe package with my stamps on it
Spend a few bands on it, deluxe package with my stamps on it
Some of the things that you said, you didn’t mean
Listerine, wash your mouth out till it clean
You don’t kiss your mama with that mouth do you?
Them other girls is threats don’t let them out do you
Don’t let them ever, ever, ever, ever
Split the shit that you put together like clips and Berattas like
Spend a few bands on it, deluxe package with my stamps on it
Some of the things that you said, you didn’t mean
Listerine, wash your mouth out till it’s clean
You don’t kiss your mama with that mouth do you?
Them other girls is threats don’t let them out do you
Don’t let them ever, ever, ever, ever
Split the shit that you put together like clips and Berattas
Spend a few bands on it, deluxe package with my stamps on it
Bass on 12 shaking shit on shelves
Bass on 12 shaking shit on shelves
We back on getting weigh it up on scales
We back on getting weigh it up on scales
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Where you get that from?
(Where you get that from?)
Spend a few bands on it, deluxe package with my stamps on it
Spend a few bands on it, deluxe package with my stamps on it
Bring em out, we got a lot of those
When the tides out, thats when the water flows
We pick up hoes with the city on the backdrop
At the, Cabaret suit with the big blocks
Square toe gators and my pants leg tailored
Pay me what you own me don’t do me no favors
Why I keep rapping about pagers?
When I shooting from the hip niggas trip and break a ankle
Strapped in the whip, I keep a strap in the whip
Of the wrist that I flick I gotta factor it in
With the workload chrip folks tell em what it is
Come a time where you had to take a lost to get a win
But that’s for them suckas
And I don’t fuck with motherfuckas
I’m like a super nigga though, in the booth
Been truth since before The Cool Kids left school to drop an album
That cool that you wouldn’t be without us
Now lace your boots tight before you hike a mountain
Me and Mike had the power
And we brought back them Starters and two herringbones
Niggas know we was the coldest
Cooking with a smoker, it’s beef if you want it
Chuck and Mike till 2025 with the dope shit