Soopaman Lova Iv Lyrics - Redman

Yo yo yo yo yo 

Yo! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy 

That nigga SWV loose 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 

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 'coz 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 

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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 

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) 

'Coz niggaz tryin' to fuck with me 

(Who am I?) 

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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, moi, moi 

Before I hit somebody they say, "We ain't do it" 

I believe them these the same niggaz 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