[Soopaman Chorus]
Yo, yo, up yo, I be the Soopaman luva I'm about minutes right out ya baby mother I'm broke, still gutter Hit four chicks, then like folk brothers Then rob a teller I'm sorta like old yella, me for trouble I got chop for bullets that out the umbrella I'm advanced boy, da doc bigalow, the man Got Ms. and cat women on amcord neighborhood or city in a drought Fuck a I could fly there, 300 an ounce Reup my account, and durag and I ain't got waves I got haze pumpin out the bat cave So when I'm through ya hood it's a hit nigga Isabella I need that diesel quick nigga for soopman luva on line 3- Well who the is it? -Her name is G- up G?
G] They tryin to me up G I can't do time cause my time is I came from court for some bullshit charge tryin to do me like kim, throw me behind bars What am I do?
Fuck that I'm With a gun willis so you could feel drummin I in when the lights out, sneak in to get you out Lo jacks on my to tell me where your where abouts Cause I air 'em out, sneak in though the wing Laundromat, duffle bag thinking of the next
[G] But I'm in the wing [R] Damn my broke [G] Hurry up nigga, water look piss cold
Hold for me, I'm already in I'm in the kitchen corridor, climbin up the I'm hot so hurricane so it take me awhile So when I get ya we gonna roll like mickey and
Here we go, Yo, Yo the Luv Crawlin through the vent that dude in breakfast club I made a pit stop, seen a in the shower So I gotta quick pop, pimp her with powder And told her if asks you, you seen nada And every week I come you with marijuana
[G] if you looking for Hurricane over there [R] Oh shit, [G] Hey yo get me outta
Hey yo C.O.'s Gotta move like men a distraction Like the food gave you stomach When the come in, start the examining I rush in with rubber gloves off the Gun in one hand, the other around the nurse mouth On the count of three is how its gonna work out 1, 2...