-Look! Up in the sky -It's a a plane -Hee hee hee hee, naw! It's Sooperman Lover, -Daddy, you please read us a story? -Alright, get here and sit yo big ass down Lemme tell you the Sooperman Lover
Ayo, I was out to and shit Puffin' on a blunt to get my read(y) to my walkman With an 'S' on my (Bust a move!) Yes I'm a Superhero, don't I mad niggas So to hell with But Let's get to this skit You who the fuck I am So git off ol' bull-SHUCKS was up, (FUCK) Let me jet, Or I'll collect bucks On the way back, I spotted object, a stray cat in a tree With a tag says that 'If Please return to this (How did you see it)? Nigga! Wit my eye set Like I jetted to the phone-booth Quick I dipped into my Sooperlover
(I can Tall In a single )
Right through the fuckin' ceiling (IT'S A PLANE!) Naw, Sooperman Lover's the I can King-Kong And pick up trains On a To save cat/that was wishin' He was in his Fritz on channel 6'n Feet cocked-up/ just a With a cod And a bowl, of vittles I snatched, him off through the air like a pigeon Quick so he won't and bitchin' The in cat's tag address (?) THE PROJECTS (Elevator's broke!) So I had to take the steps (Knock, Knock) The door Then my eyes From this DAME (Damn!) Sippin' a quart of Gold' -'Yo, is this cat?' -'Awww, yes! Where'd you find him was stuck in a tree Around Manhattan'
-'Well how the did you save him? Are you -'Naw The 'S' on my stands for '
Chorus Lover (Yeah!) Baby him the Sooperman Lover wrong Something wrong, Something wrong. Yes, yes
She was Lookin' for to repay me No A donut, and uhm coffee maybe? Of What of sauce(?) did I take? Make my Jelly And my Sanka We sat Unhooked the from the back She felt my 'Cause my pythons looked 'Goddamn, Yo looks thick me, how strong are you With muscles this? (you bad motherfucker!)'
(I'm stronger a locomotive)
keep hittin ya like Rocky She ran to the And back with a (?) Negligee, high-heeled a blunt in her mouth Ready to up Hey up/ she had the dollar fold(ed) up To mix the coke the smoke Yo, she was no She took a got on her top lip That stuck out her tounge And her top lip a lick And said baby, hit it.' baby, I ain't wit' it You'd more than a body To make me wanna hit shit!' But I'll hit the So she took out her the philly Opened the bag and laid out the Then I a long pull It was outtasite We ran the bedroom So I cracked my for head 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 my hands betewwn the legs And I the bozack(!) As big as (YO!) This bitch must be So I threw my on And I was I'm the
Chorus Lover (Yeah!) call him the Sooperman Lover Something Something wrong, Something wrong. Yes, yes