Redman, Dave Hollister - Soopaman Lova IV lyrics
[Redman, Dave Hollister - Soopaman Lova IV lyrics]
Yo yo Yo Yo YO!
YO! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy
That nigga SWV lose they cool for
Ha ha ha, ha ha, ha hah!
Ah hah AH-HAH ah hah AH-HAH
Ah hahahaha hah ha
Yo yo, i'm usually flyin through
The motherfuckin air but the utility belt on
My underwear need repairs
So I be in back of the bus unwrappin a Dutch
Left court for child support
Bitch attackin my bucks (WHY?)
They wanna fuck with certified private eye
Every week
Check stubs to show the judge I got a job
Damn this Soopaman used to stack them chips
Now I'm broke cause little
Kids riding Batman dick
I'm not a hater but the
Caped Crusader blockin my dough
And I'll let off before I push
Broom on HBO for Mr show
I'm critically acclaimed but the press'll
Fuck my name up police is lookin for me
Call the mayor he'a hang up
Nowhere to run to and Brownstone even know it
So I pack the fo'-fifth, and
The ice on your wrist, forfeit
No game slappin all hoes who got the fame
Then I rob em with chickens who got
Phone bills in they mama name
(You've been framed) yeah
Yeah I know I gotta go out
So I'm shuttin the game down
Like 30 nuthin blowout
I rip the flow out, from the ceiling
If I spot cash peel it
Soopaman Luva gon' switch to Soopaman Villain
Soopaman! Roll up a L for me
Know I got to pack the heat
(sing that shit Dave)
Cause niggas tryin to fuck with me
(Who am I?)
Soopaman! Flyin through the air high
Smokin on that bom baa
I don't give a fuck if I die (Who am I?)
Yo yo, I'm back on deck
I never lost the pep in my step
Ride in the cab, drunk as hell
Weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in
Turtleneck and the vest tec by the waist
Yo cabbie make a left on the next
Corner, get out and let the
30-30 cock the loogie
Tryin to set me up like Jim Kelly, MUY, MUY
Before I hit somebody they say
"We ain't do it!"
I believe them these the same niggas I
Grew up in the hood wit
Yo yo yo, what's today's date?
Shh, December 8th?
Man today my god damn day off
Yo I'm outta here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah right papi
I'll slap the shit out you
YO! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy
That nigga SWV lose they cool for
Ha ha ha, ha ha, ha hah!
Ah hah AH-HAH ah hah AH-HAH
Ah hahahaha hah ha
Yo yo, i'm usually flyin through
The motherfuckin air but the utility belt on
My underwear need repairs
So I be in back of the bus unwrappin a Dutch
Left court for child support
Bitch attackin my bucks (WHY?)
They wanna fuck with certified private eye
Every week
Check stubs to show the judge I got a job
Damn this Soopaman used to stack them chips
Now I'm broke cause little
Kids riding Batman dick
I'm not a hater but the
Caped Crusader blockin my dough
And I'll let off before I push
Broom on HBO for Mr show
I'm critically acclaimed but the press'll
Fuck my name up police is lookin for me
Call the mayor he'a hang up
Nowhere to run to and Brownstone even know it
So I pack the fo'-fifth, and
The ice on your wrist, forfeit
No game slappin all hoes who got the fame
Then I rob em with chickens who got
Phone bills in they mama name
(You've been framed) yeah
Yeah I know I gotta go out
So I'm shuttin the game down
Like 30 nuthin blowout
I rip the flow out, from the ceiling
If I spot cash peel it
Soopaman Luva gon' switch to Soopaman Villain
Soopaman! Roll up a L for me
Know I got to pack the heat
(sing that shit Dave)
Cause niggas tryin to fuck with me
(Who am I?)
Soopaman! Flyin through the air high
Smokin on that bom baa
I don't give a fuck if I die (Who am I?)
Yo yo, I'm back on deck
I never lost the pep in my step
Ride in the cab, drunk as hell
Weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in
Turtleneck and the vest tec by the waist
Yo cabbie make a left on the next
Corner, get out and let the
30-30 cock the loogie
Tryin to set me up like Jim Kelly, MUY, MUY
Before I hit somebody they say
"We ain't do it!"
I believe them these the same niggas I
Grew up in the hood wit
Yo yo yo, what's today's date?
Shh, December 8th?
Man today my god damn day off
Yo I'm outta here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah right papi
I'll slap the shit out you