Soopaman Lova IV Songtext / Lyric

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






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?)



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