R. Kelly - Supaman High Lyrics

Aye, skills, kills and OJ

Swag through the club, throwin' money in the sky
I can't lie, I'mma ball 'til I die
Blunt somethin' good, got me supaman high
Wit' 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
Supa, supaman high

Supaman high, Spidaman kush
E Man watch on KatGirl neck
Batman car, Batman Rimz
Jump out girls like damn, dats dem

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

From the A to the Chi to the West Coast
Supaman flite flyin' to the East Coast
Wonda woman bracelets, murp Flintstone
Jelly Bean diamonds, crazy ice on

Supaman geeked up, Lac truck rimmed up
Supaman rich, high, scottie just rimmed up

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'mma ball 'til I die
Blunt somethin' good, got me supaman high
Wit 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
Supa, supaman high

Yeah, what it is?
Ball up in the club, 50 hundred dolla bills
Right hand ice 'cause I got street skill
New Chicago just to fuck with Kellz

Yeah, money by the bell
Mail hand nasty, ya betta cuff ya girl
I can change ya life, bring ya in the 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 the peel
09 trappin' young juice He Da Shit

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

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'mma ball 'til I die
Blunt somethin' good, got me supaman 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 Menz
Jo 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'mma ball 'til I die
Blunt somethin' good, got me supaman 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