Soopman Luva 6 1/2

[Soopaman Luva Chorus]

[Redman]

Yo, yo, what up yo, I be the Soopaman luva

I'm about five minutes right out ya baby mother

I'm still broke, still gutter

Hit four chicks, then avenge like folk brothers

Then rob a bank teller

I'm sorta like old yella, call me for trouble

I got chop for bullets that spread out the umbrella

I'm advanced boy, da doc bigalow, the man whore

Got Ms. Incredible and cat women on amcord

When neighborhood or city in a drought

Fuck a boat I could fly there, 300 an ounce

Reup my account, wear and durag and I ain't got waves

I only got haze pumpin out the bat cave

So when I'm flyin through ya hood it's a hit nigga

Isabella I need that sour diesel quick nigga

-Call for soopman luva on line 3-

Well who the fuck is it?

-Her name is Hurricane G-

What up G?

[Hurricane G]

They tryin to lock me up G

I can't do time cause my time is money

I just came from court for some bullshit charge

They tryin to do me like kim, throw me behind bars

What am I gonna do?

[Redman]

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 where abouts

Cause I air 'em out, sneak in though the West wing

Laundromat, duffle bag thinking of the next thing

[G] But I'm in the East wing

[R] Damn my shit broke

[G] Hurry up nigga, this water look piss cold

[Redman]

Hold tight for me, I'm already in

I'm in the kitchen corridor, climbin up the vent

I'm hot so hurricane so it might take me awhile

So when I get ya we gonna roll like mickey and loud

[Chorus]

[Redman]

Here we go, Yo, Yo the Soopaman Luv

Crawlin through the vent like that dude in breakfast club

I made a pit stop, seen a freak in the shower