Intergalactic Lover lyrics

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[kool keith]Yeah..Supergalactic lover! (2x)I was your boyfriend girl lieutenant lover flight commanderMember of the air force, remember when I bought you a porsche? Diamond rings with roses, I put pearls in your nosesPut you in heels, paid your school loans and tons of billsI ripped eight thousand threw a stack up in the fireplaceYou couldn't believe it, your mom was there with a sad faceI had you accounts, three million with big amountsYou wrecked your impala, I seen you at the beauty parlorGave you a check engagement ring, four million dollarsYour friends were surprised, your sister couldn't believe her eyesI walked in with cape, with jewels, on, you know I'm the captainOutside by the cadillac three brothers rappin soundin wack andI kept on steppin legend status, you know my rep andI see you at eight, turn your pager off, don't be lateChorus: repeat 2xSupergalactic lover!Comin from the projects on the hillSupergalactic lover!In my monkey-green ragtop seville[kool keith]Exquisite background, with spaceship pictures up on the wallYou changin lingerie quick, you
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put on pumps, standin tallTell me what you thinkin, at the table while you drinkinYou got stress, tell me love, you need a fly dressImportant reasons I will care for you in different seasonsDaytona beach, catchin the sun, layin on a pillowStop your days of worryation lookin out the windowCaptain of program, girl I run this enterpriseOpen your eyes, now you realize, now put on thigh highsTie your boots up tight, very tight with all your mightCome in the front row, you're a star in a private showI taught you well, gave you earrings that I bought you wellChorus[kool keith]Sippin real smooth wine, galactic glasses, wearin maskesHer suit is armor leather jacket, i'ma wear a bomberDark black hats, remember cato and the green hornetI step up on it, test the flight switch, move a nice switchAdjust the tempo makin complex into somethin simpleA masquerade party while bartenders, pass bacardiLemon juice or orange bintz, parked with a sunroofBrown ragtop, spaceship movin ridin down your blockPower jets millineium, level five is next(crank up the space, beam up)ChorusSupergalactic lover! (5x)

Writer(s): Kenny Gamble, Leon Huff
Copyright: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp.
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