Super Bass The Downtown Fiction

[Verse 1]
This one is for the girls with the booming system
Top down, AC with the cooling system
When she come up in the club, she be blazin' up
Got stacks on deck like she savin' up
And she ill, she real, she might got a deal
She pop bottles and she got the right kind of build
She cold, she dope, she might drink coke
She always in the air, but she never fly coach
She a motherfucking trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When she make it drip, drip kiss her on the lip, lip
That's the kind of girl I was lookin' for
And yes you'll get smacked if you're lookin' ho

I said, excuse me, you're a hell of a dime
I mean my, my, my, you're like pelican fly
I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your smile
You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh
Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the F we is
We are T.D.F., we mack them chicks up, back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up

[Chorus]
Girl you got my heartbeat runnin' away
It's beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bass
She got that super bass
That boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bass
Yeah that super bass
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Bah, bah, bah, bah.. Bah, bah, bah)
That boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bass, she got that super bass
That boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bass, yeah that super bass