-Look! Up in the sky -It's a a plane -Hee hee hee hee, naw! It's Sooperman Lover, -Daddy, -Would you read us a story? -Alright, get over and sit yo big ass down tell you about the Sooperman Lover
Ayo, I was out to lunch and Puffin' on a blunt to get my 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 with cigarettes But Let's get back to skit You know who the I am So git off ol' bull-SHUCKS was up, (FUCK) Let me jet, Or collect unemployment bucks On the way back, I spotted object, a stray cat Stuck in a a tag that says that 'If return to this address' (How did you see it)? Nigga! Wit my eye set Like I to the closest phone-booth Quick I dipped into my suit
(I can buildings In a single )
Right through the fuckin' ceiling (IT'S A PLANE!) Naw, Sooperman the name I can slam And up freight trains On a To save 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 through the air like a Quick so he won't Meowin' and The letter in cat's tag (?) THE PROJECTS (Elevator's broke!) So I had to take the steps (Knock, Knock) The opened Then my swole From this BADASS (Damn!) Sippin' a quart of Gold' -'Yo, is this cat?' -'Awww, yes! Where'd you him at?' -'He was stuck in a Around Uptown
-'Well how the hell did you him? Are you baby The 'S' on my chest for '
Chorus Lover (Yeah!) Baby call him the Sooperman Something Something wrong, Something wrong. Yes, yes
She was for ways to repay me No A donut, and some uhm maybe? Of What of sauce(?) did I take? Make my donut And my Sanka We sat the cape from the back She my arms 'Cause my pythons looked 'Goddamn, Yo shit looks Tell me, how are you muscles like this? (you bad motherfucker!)'
(I'm than a locomotive)
I'll keep hittin ya like She ran to the And came with a (?) Negligee, shoes Wit' a blunt in her to roll up Hey up/ she had the dollar fold(ed) up To mix the with the smoke Yo, she was no She a sniff got on her top lip That bitch stuck out her And gave her top lip a And said baby, hit it.' baby, I ain't wit' it You'd need more than a To me wanna hit that shit!' But I'll hit the So she took out her the philly Opened the bag and out the skunk Then I took a pull It was hype/ We ran the bedroom So I cracked my pants for room Later, the covers And oh, brother! I was it to hit it Asked my dick, 'YO, WHASSUP 'Yo man, thick' her down her belly And her on her back Stuck my hands betewwn the And I the bozack(!) As big as (YO!) This bitch must be So I my suit on And I was I'm the
Chorus Lover (Yeah!) Baby call him the Sooperman wrong Something wrong, Something wrong. Yes, yes