[Soopaman Luva Chorus]
[Redman]Yo, yo, what up yo, I be the Soopaman luva I'm about five minutes right out ya baby mother I'm still broke, still gutter Hit four chicks, then avenge like folk brothers Then rob a bank teller I'm sorta like old yella, call me for trouble I got chop for bullets that spread out the umbrella I'm advanced boy, da doc bigalow, the man whore Got Ms. Incredible and cat women on amcord When neighborhood or city in a drought Fuck a boat I could fly there, 300 an ounce Reup my account, wear and durag and I ain't got waves I only got haze pumpin out the bat cave So when I'm flyin through ya hood it's a hit nigga Isabella I need that sour diesel quick nigga -Call for soopman luva on line 3- Well who the fuck is it? -Her name is Hurricane G- What up G?
[Hurricane G]They tryin to lock me up G I can't do time cause my time is money I just came from court for some bullshit charge They tryin to do me like kim, throw me behind bars What am I gonna do?
[Redman]Fuck that I'm comin With a gun like willis so you could feel drummin I creep in when the lights out, sneak in to get you out Lo jacks on my ears to tell me where your where abouts Cause I air 'em out, sneak in though the West wing [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/soopaman-luva-6-part-i-lyrics-redman.html ] Laundromat, duffle bag thinking of the next thing
[G] But I'm in the East wing [R] Damn my shit broke [G] Hurry up nigga, this water look piss cold
[Redman]Hold tight for me, I'm already in I'm in the kitchen corridor, climbin up the vent I'm hot so hurricane so it might take me awhile So when I get ya we gonna roll like mickey and loud
[Redman]Here we go, Yo, Yo the Soopaman Luv Crawlin through the vent like that dude in breakfast club I made a pit stop, seen a freak in the shower So I gotta quick pop, pimp slapped her with powder And told her if somebody asks you, you seen nada And every week I come fuck you with marijuana
[G] Okay if you looking for Hurricane over there [R] Oh shit, Hurricane [G] Hey yo get me outta here
[Redman]Hey yo C.O.'s watchin Gotta move like grown men Cause a distraction Like the food gave you stomach pain When the doctors come in, start the examining I rush in with rubber gloves off the ambulance Gun in one hand, the other palm around the nurse mouth On the count of three this is how its gonna work out 1, 2...
[Soopaman Luva Chorus]