Soopaman Luva 6 (feat. E3, Hurricane G & Melanie Rutherford)

Soopaman luva and I'm on my way

Now I ain't playing scales, I workin' every day

Can't be your baby daddy, then I can't be your man (No)

But I can be your Dr. Feelgood, now I'm hittin' them skins

Yo, yo, what up, yo?

I be the Soopaman luva

I'm about five minutes right out your baby mother

I'm still broke, still gutter

Hit four chicks, then revenge like four brothers

Then rob a bank teller

I'm sorta like Old Yeller, call me for trouble

I got chop for bullets that spread out the umbrella

I'm advanced, boy, the dark Bigalow, the man whore

Got Ms. Incredible and Catwoman on Amcord

When your neighborhood or city in a drought

Fuck a boat, I could fly there, three hundred an ounce

Re-up my account, wear a durag and I don't got waves

I only got haze pumping out the Batcave

So when I'm flying through your hood, it's a hit, ****

Isabella, I need that sour diesel quick, ****

(Call for Soopaman Luva on line 3) Well, who the fuck is it?

(Her name is Hurricane G) What up, G?

They tryna lock me up, G

I can't do time, 'cause my time is money (Uh-huh)

I just came from court for a bullshit charge

They tryna do me like Kim, throw me behind bars

What I'm gon' do?

Fuck that, I'm coming

With a gun like Willis, so you could feel drummin'

I creep in when the lights out, sneak in to get you out

Lojack's on my ears to tell me where your whereabouts

C.O.s, I air 'em out, sneak in through the west wing

Laundromat, duffle bag, thinking of the next thing

But I'm in the east wing

Damn, my shit broke

Hurry up, ****, this water look piss-cold

Aye, yo, hold tight for me, I'm already in

Okay

I'm in the kitchen corridor, climbing up the vent

I'm hot, so Hurricane, it might take me awhile

But when I get you, we gonna roll like Mickey and Mal

Believe it

I'll be your Soopaman luva (When I come to you)

I'll be something like kryptonite

When I'm around, you won't wanna fight

Better believe it, baby, baby

I'll be your Soopaman lover (When I come to you)

I'll be something like kryptonite

When I'm around, you won't wanna fight

Gilla House ****

I'm the only one you need

Here we go, yo, yo, the Soopaman luv (I'll be your Soopaman)

(I'll be your Soopaman luva) Crawling through the vent like that dude in Breakfast Club

(I'll be something like) I made a pit stop, seen a freak in the shower

So I got a 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

Okay, you're looking for Hurricane over there

Oh, shit, Hurricane

Yo, get me outta here

Hey yo, C.O.'s watching

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, other palm round the nurse mouth

On the count of three, this is how it's gonna work out

One, two