lirik lagu really khalil - supermodel
my whole life is muhf~ckin’ regal
i can make a movie with the b~roll
i’m tryna eat that woohoo like a bistro
and you can have the cuckoo when you want to
making your coins again with every keystroke
watch where you point that thing. you’ll cause a heat stroke
i’m watching that figure for you with no keto
you’re independent, baby. you don’t need no hero
they don’t know the meaning of a boss b~tch
got the body of a queen. you should flaunt it
bounce it up and down like a trampoline is
facts. i can see beyond where the cloth is
i’m tryna be the one you seen in your dreams yеah
melanin, pink, and green what the themе is
i’m tryna learn your love language. make the dean’s list
throw that “a” over here cuz i need it
she a model
it’s how she walk. yeah
a supermodel. a superstar. yeah
i’ll increase the throttle just to get where you are
turn you to supernova. fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
front seat. back seat. f~ckin’ in the car. yeah
beep. beep. beep. f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
front seat. back seat. fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah
beep. beep. fu~fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
we should disappear like voilá
you should ride me like yamaha
all i ever wanted was a ride or die
lemme nose dive in it like a kamikaze
they don’t know the feeling. you a boss b~tch
in the body of a queen. you should flaunt it
bounce it up and down like a trampoline is
facts. i can see beyond where the cloth is
i’m tryna be the one you seen in your dreams. yeah
melanin, pink, and green what the theme is
i’m tryna learn your love language. make the dean’s list
throw that “a” in the air cuz i need it
she a model
it’s how she walk. yeah
a supermodel. a superstar. yeah
i’ll increase the throttle just to get where you are
turn you to supernova. fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
front seat. back seat. f~ckin’ in the car. yeah
beep. beep. beep. f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
front seat. back seat. fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah
beep. beep. fu~fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
lemme put on top. eat it like it’s parsley
lemme be your tattoo. your ex n~gga a sharpie
first line of business: let’s peel right up out this party
stick, twist, flip, push. treat me like your car keys
you say you love my locs. they make me look like a marley
i come on “cp time,” girl. that’s why i’m always tardy
front to the back. and then, back to the front
i know that booty got bass
make the trunk go bump!
f~ckin’ in the car. yeah
beep. beep. beep. f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
front seat. back seat. fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah
beep. beep. fu~fu~f~ckin’ in the car. yeah. yeah
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