Blu, Suzi Analogue - Soupa lyrics
[Blu, Suzi Analogue - Soupa lyrics]
Uh, wannabes i wanna write novels
Sippin’ bottles under trees
Wonder Woman with me, could she be Japanese?
Wanna have lap dances for free
Any time I please
Just because I'm, yeah, just because I’m me
I wanna wonder why I dream
Wonder runners don’t budget
Message for the hunger when I’m younger
I wanna tell belles how special they smell
Word to mother but really no wink, yo
Cause still he can’t slumber
I wanna have his role, his crown
His girl and his sound
But get real, shit’s really real, pow!
Still wow, Bridgetown, been a while
Since awhile back then
Used to should slip it in now
I'm more chill, now the top flow real
So bear with me
Besides more bills than this automobile
I’m still Blizzy for real
I still Dizzy Gillespie
But does he impress me when I’m
Still in the next seat?
I’m fresher than next week’s beats
Yeah, feelin like the next Swizz Beatz
Sike, more like Spike Lee, better Blu
Never liked none of you blues
Stuntin like a one or two
Lord’s got a woman, one or two coming through
Wanting something soft
Give 'em something new
But guess what? Wasn’t Blu
Nah, must’ve been one of you
Like, nah, c'mon
I wanna spit hollow tip novelists dociles
And raise eyebrows like, "Wow
I like this girl style"
She got Reeboks, semi-rock FILAs
Back when he used to jock
I’m too hot for teen eyes
It was a young wine with brown eyes, the don
And one day, I'm down to
Somethin', I'm young John, the one
Who wants bars and broads? Two more songs
I do the math
You do the knowledge and play dumb
Of course, fifty senses from south to north
For the pretty women I am willing to endorse
Horse power, more mule-ish though
For the foolish i will wake you up but you
Love it in that new bliss
Kiss life, even if I couldn’t
I relive it twice, grip the mics
And I ain’t even gotta speak
And give it life, you spit it nice
But it’s mean and cold, don't forget us
It ain’t home
You remember when you grown, I told you
Your papa ain’t scold ya, I got the heat
Sit closer
Come from California where the sunshine dies
And turns into that glow dust, no lies
Sippin’ bottles under trees
Wonder Woman with me, could she be Japanese?
Wanna have lap dances for free
Any time I please
Just because I'm, yeah, just because I’m me
I wanna wonder why I dream
Wonder runners don’t budget
Message for the hunger when I’m younger
I wanna tell belles how special they smell
Word to mother but really no wink, yo
Cause still he can’t slumber
I wanna have his role, his crown
His girl and his sound
But get real, shit’s really real, pow!
Still wow, Bridgetown, been a while
Since awhile back then
Used to should slip it in now
I'm more chill, now the top flow real
So bear with me
Besides more bills than this automobile
I’m still Blizzy for real
I still Dizzy Gillespie
But does he impress me when I’m
Still in the next seat?
I’m fresher than next week’s beats
Yeah, feelin like the next Swizz Beatz
Sike, more like Spike Lee, better Blu
Never liked none of you blues
Stuntin like a one or two
Lord’s got a woman, one or two coming through
Wanting something soft
Give 'em something new
But guess what? Wasn’t Blu
Nah, must’ve been one of you
Like, nah, c'mon
I wanna spit hollow tip novelists dociles
And raise eyebrows like, "Wow
I like this girl style"
She got Reeboks, semi-rock FILAs
Back when he used to jock
I’m too hot for teen eyes
It was a young wine with brown eyes, the don
And one day, I'm down to
Somethin', I'm young John, the one
Who wants bars and broads? Two more songs
I do the math
You do the knowledge and play dumb
Of course, fifty senses from south to north
For the pretty women I am willing to endorse
Horse power, more mule-ish though
For the foolish i will wake you up but you
Love it in that new bliss
Kiss life, even if I couldn’t
I relive it twice, grip the mics
And I ain’t even gotta speak
And give it life, you spit it nice
But it’s mean and cold, don't forget us
It ain’t home
You remember when you grown, I told you
Your papa ain’t scold ya, I got the heat
Sit closer
Come from California where the sunshine dies
And turns into that glow dust, no lies