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Soopaman Luva 6
Redman
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Yeah, aha
Superman lover and I'm on my way (Way)
Got pilot plane skills, heartbreakin' every day (Ooh)
Can't be your baby daddy and I can't be your man (No)
But I could be your Dr. Feelgood while I'm hittin' them skins
Yo, yo, what up, yo? I be the superman lover
I'm about five minutes right out your baby mother
I'm still broke, still gutter, hit four chicks
They revenge like four brothers, then rob a bank teller
I'm sorta like Old Yeller, call me for trouble
I got chopper bullets that spray out the umbrella
I'm advanced, boy, the Doc Bigalow, the man-whore
Got Miss Incredible and Catwoman on camcord
When your neighborhood or city in a drought
Fuck a boat, I could fly it in, three-hundred an ounce
Re-up my account, wear a do-rag and I don't got waves
I only got haze pumpin' out the batcave
So when I'm flyin' through your hood, it's a hit, nigga
Isabella, I need that sour diesel quick, nigga
"Call for superman lover on line three"
Well, who the fuck is he? "Her name is Hurricane Jean"
What up, Jean? "They tryna lock me up, G
I can't do time 'cause my time is money" (Uh-huh)
"I just came from court for a bullshit charge
They tryna do me like Kim, throw me behind bars
What I'm gon' do?" Fuck that, I'm comin'
With a gun like Willis, so you could feel drummin'
I creep in when the lights out, sneak in to get you out
Lo-Jacks on my ears to tell me where your whereabout
C.O.'s, I air 'em out, sneak in through the west wing
Laundry mat, duffle bag, thinkin' of the next thing
"But I'm in the east wing" Damn, my shit broke
"Hurry up, nigga, this water look piss-poor"
Ayo, hold tight for me, I'm already in (Okay)
I'm in the kitchen corridor climbin' up the vent (Watch out)
I'm hot, so Hurricane, it might take me a while
But when I get you, we gon' roll like Mickey and Mal, believe it
I'll be your Superman (When I come to you)
I'll be somethin' like Kryptonite
When I'm around you, you wanna fight
But I'm your superman, baby (Baby)
I'll be your Superman (When I come to you)
I'll be somethin' like Kryptonite
When I'm around you, you wanna fight
But I'm the only one you need (Get out, niggas)
I'm the only one you need
(Here we go, yo, yo)
The superman love crawlin' through the
Vent like that dude in Breakfast Club
I made a pit stop, seen a freak in the shower
So I got a quick pop, pimp slapped her with powder
And told her, "If somebody ask you, you see nada"
And every week, I come fuckin' with marijuana
"Okay, you lookin' for Hurricane? Over there"
Oh shit, Hurricane, "Yo, get me outta here"
Ayo, C.O.'s watchin', gotta move like grown men
Cause a distraction like the food gave you stomach pain
When the doctors come in, start the examinin'
I'll rush in with rubber gloves off the ambulance
Gun in one hand, other palm 'round the nurse mouth
On the count of three, this is how it's gonna work out
One (Yeah), two (Fuck
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