Baby, I know you're hurting right now But don't worry, I'll be your Superman I can love you like no one can I can be your Superman Just take my hand,
I know you're hurting right now Don't worry I'll be your superman(no, no) [Chorus] I can love you like no one can I can be your superman(superman) just
Baby I know you're hurting right now Don't worry I'll be your superman(no, no) [Chorus] I can love you like no one can I can be your superman(superman
the game yet Can't keep yo broad, you so lame, damn where yo GAME at And if we in the club you better cuff yo girl super tight Cause it just might be
the caption lights camera action [Chorus - Tyga & Chris Brown] Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3] I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up [x2] [repeat
lights camera, action [Chorus: x2] Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, [x3] I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up [Chris Brown:] A nigga beat, beat And shawty
the caption lights camera action [Chorus - Tyga & Chris Brown] Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3] I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up [x2] [repeat] [
you thru the limit you rap chicks are burnin [? ] CB is with me and familiar with the movement [? ] [Chris Brown:] Aleganda Mcqueen cheen I'm on that mean shit super
hommie and it's sad to see that I'm killin it and I ain't even a rapper b va where it all goes down the home of clipse missy trey songz and your boy chris brown
up, kinda like Bobby Brown Better call for back up, when I shut this lobby down When will you realise the cycle will continue though Commercials for gatorade Boy
Roll over do the whole damn thang over Ima roller, took her ass back where I drove her And we still aint sober, motherfucker it still aint hova Its the super
uh uh cut!!!!!! Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker? You just can't fuck with TWISTED BRBRBR BROWN BROWN
bump that Roc-a-fella We got it pumpin holla back we crack rocafellas Nigga my tires better, I'm on them monsta bellas I got that brown boy or that white
blood shine eyes. I couldn't stop this even if I tried when I'm at the car show I got them sayin' brown pride. Like Roger Troutman, talkbox, so fly dropped
it's fizzling sprite Brown do the belly nice No coca cola, I don't drink soda Black beenie nigga, like a fucking smoker They say I'm bout to blow up like super
And proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox Atta boy, Odd Future you're not in our category Torture with the super soaker at the
are It ain?t easy but you?re going far Well, you say there?s nothing to it But somebody?s gotta do it, boy Super Star Billy Brown Stop and listen to
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