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How many of my brothers in this motherfucker?
Who got some chronic in this motherfucker?
Gilla House, now that sound good
Sour D's, one deuce
Sour D's, world wide
New music from Reggie Noble, yo
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, Reggie Noble
Middle finger up in photos, your flow ehh, so-so
Call me that nigga that got the bounce
And I pull up to the party with a half an ounce
Got them niggas in the back and they yellin' "HOE!"
Punk niggas start runnin' like pantyhose
Got the Sour D's wavin' up, high in the sky
They sayin' "Redman, roll up, and let's get high"
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, call me Pimp Nuts
P-p-p-pimp nuts, p-p-p-pimp nuts
Rollin' through your motherfuckin' hood in a big truck
B-b-big truck, b-b-big truck
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, call me Pimp Nuts
P-p-p-pimp nuts, p-p-p-pimp nuts
Rollin' through your motherfuckin' hood in a big truck
B-b-big truck, b-b-big truck
Well you can tell how I spit, I don't really give a fuck
I be rollin' through your neighborhood, middle finger up
Like, "Yo what's up nigga, what happened to my weed?
Last time I seen your ass you gave me some chicken feed"
I had to roll on you and show you how it go
You know how bricks flow, we pullin' the fo-fo
Hang out the sunroof and I'm yellin' out "YO!"
"What happened to my weed and what happened to my dro?"
My motion real slow, when I start to bust
And I get the party bubblin' like Alka-Seltzer Plus
You niggas smoke dust if my flow ain't tight
'Cause I'm tight like a Jewish wife, I'm that nice nigga
You know Red, I be at the party like
Drinkin' Bacardi with somebody
Had to smack a chick for touchin' my face
I'm like "Bitch, don't you know there's a gun in my waist?"
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, call me Pimp Nuts
P-p-p-pimp nuts, p-p-p-pimp nuts
Rollin' through your motherfuckin' hood in a big truck
B-b-big truck, b-b-big truck
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, call me Pimp Nuts
P-p-p-pimp nuts, p-p-p-pimp nuts
Rollin' through your motherfuckin' hood in a big truck
B-b-big truck, b-b-big truck
Now you don't have to ask, nigga, who got the bomb
I shotgun like the arm or ride your moms
When I pull it, you ask what's happenin'
We ain't talkin', we doin' the gafflin'
It's Reggie Noble on the scene, call me Mr. Green
I got my P.O. thinkin' that my system clean
Before I seen her, I gargle with the Listerine
So she can turn my felony to a misdemeanor
I'm like "Bitch, don't you know who I be?"
I could go cash a check without no I.D
I'm a East Coast legend, you should know 'bout me
This is for my hood bitches and real O.G.'s
If you're really unaware that we insane, then tell us
I'm in my underwear like Damon Wayans in Colors
White tee, Air Force, got 'em different colors
550 S Benz, make a nigga jealous
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, call me Pimp Nuts
P-p-p-pimp nuts, p-p-p-pimp nuts
Rollin' through your motherfuckin' hood in a big truck
B-b-big truck, b-b-big truck
Well it's the superman lover, nah bitch, call me Pimp Nuts
P-p-p-pimp nuts, p-p-p-pimp nuts
Rollin' through your motherfuckin' hood in a big truck
B-b-big truck, b-b-big truck
Yeah, WKYA
We be kickin' your motherfuckin' ass radio
It's about 75 degrees outside
"What time is it?"
It's about half past a monkey's ass and a quarter to his balls
But we ain't gon' get into that right now
All you niggas out there that's representin' the 12th Avenue Duece set
Put your motherfuckin' guns up as we do one for 2-Tec
Yeah, comin' to you live from WKYA!