Super Doll - Shyne

Ain’t no cure for this name that you put on me

You’re the only thing that look good on me

On my way to the hopper to make a motion picture

Three hundred foot boat, ocean from villa

Let’s be fruitful and multiply

I’m looking at our future with a vulture’s eye

Can’t describe how it feels when I’m sitting here

You’re the one, we’re the pair

Pushing in your lips, ‘cause my drug is your kiss

I’m pushing in your body, give you the feel that you need

Pushing in back door, on the elevator to the top floor

I’m pushing in, need to rush, the way that I’m in your body, the way your body

touch

I need them not ten wife, and you were downtown, off the block, ought you off

the tax

Long skirts and Channel all the tabs, got them been in a zone in the parking lot

Black diamond earrings, bootine wearing, Felanciago bags have my name in

Incline them a mourning to them lonely nights

Close my eyes, hear your voice through the stereo, like

I’m nothing, but maybe I am, I applaud your existence, I’ve been knowing this

thing

Pink lipstick, etcetera, holy matrimony, forever us

Pushing in your lips, ‘cause my drug is your kiss

I’m pushing in your body, give you the feel that you need

Pushing in back door, on the elevator to the top floor

I’m pushing in, need to rush, the way that I’m in your body, the way your body

touch

You’re the superstar queen

Can’t nobody mess with our thing

Sitting in myself block I saw things

The young boys ain’t what the boys is

You was made for the whole gun

Your skin complexion and your eye color

Your Louis flats and your flat stomach

I might wanna make you my baby mother

‘cause, baby love, imma seen them all

R&B, actresses, pop, superstars

But none made me wanna give a ring

What’s a man’s world without a queen?