-Look! Up in the sky -It's a -It's a -Hee hee hee hee, naw! It's Lover, baby -Daddy, you please read us a story? -Alright, get over here and sit yo big ass tell you about the Sooperman Lover
Ayo, I was out to lunch and Puffin' on a to get my head read(y) Boogie'n to my an 'S' on my chest (Bust a move!) Yes I'm a Superhero, forget I mad niggas So to hell with But Let's get back to this You who the fuck I am So git off ol' bull-SHUCKS was up, (FUCK) Let me jet, Or I'll collect unemployment On the way back, I spotted this object, a cat Stuck in a With a tag that says 'If Please return to this (How did you see it)? Nigga! Wit my eye set Like I jetted to the phone-booth fast I dipped into my suit
(I can buildings In a single )
Right through the fuckin' ceiling (IT'S A PLANE!) Naw, Sooperman Lover's the I can slam And up freight trains On a To this cat/that was wishin' He was in his Watchin' Fritz on 6'n Feet cocked-up/ just a a cod cocktail And a bowl, of tender I snatched, him Took off the air like a pigeon Quick so he won't and bitchin' The letter in cat's tag (?) THE PROJECTS (Elevator's broke!) So I had to take the steps (Knock, Knock) The opened Then my eyes this BADASS DAME (Damn!) Sippin' a quart of 'Old -'Yo, is this cat?' -'Awww, yes! Where'd you him at?' -'He was stuck in a Uptown Manhattan'
-'Well how the hell did you him? Are you -'Naw The 'S' on my chest for '
Chorus Lover (Yeah!) Baby him the Sooperman Lover Something wrong, indeed Something wrong. Yes, yes
She was for ways to repay me No A donut, and some uhm maybe? Of What kind of sauce(?) did I Make my Jelly And my Sanka We sat Unhooked the from the back She felt my 'Cause my pythons stacked 'Goddamn, Yo shit thick me, how strong are you With muscles like (you bad motherfucker!)'
(I'm than a locomotive)
keep hittin ya like Rocky She ran to the And back with a (?) Negligee, shoes a blunt in her mouth Ready to up Hey hold up/ she had the fold(ed) up To mix the with the smoke Yo, she was no She a sniff got on her top lip That bitch out her tounge And gave her top lip a And -'Here baby, hit it.' -'Naw baby, I wit' it need more than a body To make me wanna hit shit!' But hit the blunt So she took out her Cracked the Opened the bag and laid out the Then I took a long It was hype/ We ran into the So I cracked my pants for head Later, tossed the And oh, brother! I was it to hit it Asked my dick, 'YO, GEE?' 'Yo man, thick' Licked her her belly And her on her back my hands betewwn the legs And I the bozack(!) As big as (YO!) This bitch be craze So I my suit on And I was I'm the
Chorus Sooperman (Yeah!) Baby call him the Lover wrong Something wrong, Something wrong. Yes, yes