Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Supposed Too , by - Jacquees. Song from the album Fuck a Friend Zone, in the genre СоулRelease date: 15.08.2017
Record label: Black Diamond Media
Song language: English
Supposed Too |
| You know we goin' up |
| Gotta keep goin' up |
| Can’t stop goin' up |
| (Beezo) Uh! |
| What you do? |
| This |
| Ran it up like I’m supposed to |
| Do it big like him supposed to |
| Stay down like I’m supposed to |
| Dab there like I’m supposed to |
| Secure the swag like I’m supposed to |
| Secure the bag like I’m supposed to |
| I’m Michael Jackson wit a gold tooth |
| I caught the wave, what they gon' do? |
| Pussy nigga ion know you |
| Hoho whoa (Rich Gang) |
| Hoho whoa |
| Hoho whoa |
| Pussy nigga ion ion know you |
| Hoho whoa (Rich Gang) |
| Hoho whoa (I got 'em) |
| Hoho whoa |
| I push the lambo and it’s drop top |
| I got them dreads bitch I’m a mop top |
| I’m fine shoots at all the side talk |
| These diamonds shine look like the stars out |
| You play with me gon' show up at ya mom house |
| Everything goes once the goons out |
| Damn it I put a bad bitch on a mission |
| Show her the playlist shawty go and get it |
| Double the profit now we gotta spend it |
| Pour up some G you know it keep her litty |
| Singin' to her like I’m Otis |
| I hit the lil' one and I hit the oldest |
| I just went from the shower to the boldest |
| Birdman the hottest bitch I be the coldest |
| Playin' the game I’m winnin' me some tokens |
| Money make all the bitches be important |
| But I ain’t got time for them hoes |
| Drop a dime on them hoes |
| Ran it up like I’m supposed to |
| Do it big like him supposed to |
| Stay down like I’m supposed to |
| Dab there like I’m supposed to |
| Secure the swag like I’m supposed to |
| Secure the bag like I’m supposed to |
| I’m Michael Jackson wit a gold tooth |
| I caught the wave, what they gon' do? |
| Pussy nigga ion know you |
| Hoho whoa (Rich Gang) |
| Hoho whoa |
| Hoho whoa |
| Pussy nigga ion ion know you |
| Hoho whoa (Rich Gang) |
| Hoho whoa (Yeah) |
| Hoho whoa |
| Pussy nigga we showed you |
| Spend a band and we fold a few |
| Bitch know I control you |
| We livin' life and high road too |
| Put it down ion know you |
| Ace nigga wit the chrome trigga |
| Ship a thousand gram and we load you |
| Slanted eyes, side view |
| Strap it up if they size you |
| These bitches see that we glow nigga |
| Get money nigga and we high too |
| Big money fo' sho nigga |
| If you ridin' the wave then we don' know you |
| Hunnid g’s with hunnid keys |
| But a hunnid B’s in them Bentley coupes |
| That big money, no fake cake |
| Big money wit paper plates |
| 86 we 88 |
| Jumped out we cleared the plates |
| Aired off, steak plates |
| Long sticks, banana plates |
| Hunnid g’s wit a hunnid ways |
| Wit a bad bitch wit a pretty face |
| Ran it up like I’m supposed to |
| Do it big like him supposed to |
| Stay down like I’m supposed to |
| Dab there like I’m supposed to |
| Secure the swag like I’m supposed to |
| Secure the bag like I’m supposed to |
| I’m Michael Jackson wit a gold tooth |
| I caught the wave, what they gon' do? |
| Pussy nigga ion know you |
| Hoho whoa (Rich Gang) |
| Hoho whoa |
| Hoho whoa |
| Pussy nigga ion ion know you |
| Hoho whoa (Rich Gang) |
| Hoho whoa |
| Hoho whoa |