[Verse 1]   She's a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw motherfucker   Other hoes can't touch her   Fly bitch, do or die bitch, my bitch don't play, baby   Doin' every damn thing for J, baby   And she luv to see a nigga on top   Even though she know there's other bitches wantin' the spot   But they can't fuck wit Slim, 'cause baby be the real   Got nerves of steel, feds can't make her squeal   She's a freak in bed, love gettin' head   Keep a nigga welfare wit plenty of bread   Call her Superbitch, love nice shit   All the high price shit, the golden ice shit   Wit the game to mack, no strings attached   Type of bitch only rich niggas dream they had   All the money that she make, it be comin' to me   And that's the version of the ideal woman to me   Oh, you don't know?      [Chorus]   She's a Superbitch, a Superho   'Bout chasin' flow, and always good to go   She's a Superbitch, a Superho   'Bout chasin' flow, and always good to go   I say, now where J's babies at (Hey) Huh?   Where my hustlin' ladies at (Right here) Huh?   And if you freaks start makin' stacks (You know it) Huh?   You a female mack, You a (I'm a female mack) That's right      [Verse 2]   She's a hood thang wit some good thangs   Good looks and brains, bout makin' some change   Talkin' fine as fuck, for all eyes to see   Might blow a lil' weed and be on the grind like me   And the next for the playa, but I know ho's shit   'cause that's slowin' down the money that she can go get   She's a polite assassin, always classy   Exotic, erotic, far beyond trashy   Female rider, keep the heat inside   Down with gangsta shit and my getaway driver   She is J's baby, number one lady   Luv the way she play me and drive these niggas crazy   She's a ??? Swiss, and I'm her pimp   Know how to work these hoes and how to break these ???   All the money that she make, be comin' to me   And that's the version of the ideal woman to me   Oh, you don't know?      [Chorus]      [Verse 3]   Who dat chick? Down to do that shit   A Superbitch, I ride wit a crew that's sick   Shorty keep it off the chains, I don't fuck wit lames   If I'm pushin' my nigga whip, better send my name   I'm the one wit the keys to the cribs and the cars   So I ain't worried at all bout y'all other broads   Shit, a nigga gon' flirt, for whatever it's worth   You the fool if you twerk and let him get in your skirt   But until he done testified up in the court session   And answered every question wit not to my recollection   Now shorty gettin' steppin', a Superbitch don't snitch   If you insist, I show you how real it can get   Shit, I ride for my nigga, grab the heat and aim   Do time for my nigga, won't speak a name   You don't know another chick can keep it realer than this   Man, all y'all niggas gotta feel me on this   'cause I'm...      [Chorus]      [repeat until fade]