Redman feat. Dave Hollister Soopaman Lova IV Lyrics
Doc's da Name 2000 Track Listing
1 Welcome 2 da Bricks
2 Let da Monkey Out
3 I'll Bee Dat!
4 Get It Live
5 Who Took da Satellite Van (skit)
6 Jersey Yo!
7 Cloze Ya Doors
8 I Don't Kare
9 Boodah Break
10 Million Chicken March (2 Hot 4 TV) (skit)
11 Keep On '99
12 Well All Rite Cha
13 Pain in da Ass Stewardess (skit)
14 Da Goodness
15 My Zone!
16 Da Da DaHHH
17 G.P.N. (skit)
18 Down South Funk
20 Beet Drop
21 We Got da Satellite Van (skit)
22 Brick City Mashin'!
23 Soopaman Lova IV
24 I Got a Seecret
yo yo Yo Yo YO!
YO! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy
That ***** SWV loose they cool for
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
Ah hah AH HAH ah hah AH HAH
Ah hahahaha hah ha
Yo yo I'm usually flyin through the **********in air
but the utility belt on my underwear need repairs
So I be in back of the bus unwrappin a Dutch
Left court for child support ***** attackin my bucks (WHY?)
They want to **** with certified private eye
Every week, check stubs to show the judge I got a job
Damn this; Soopaman used to stack them chips
Now I'm broke cause little kids riding Batman ****
I'm not a hater but the Caped Crusader blockin my dough
And I'll let off before I push broom on HBO for Mr. Show
I'm critically acclaimed; but the press'll **** my name up
Police is lookin for me, call the mayor he'a hang up
Nowhere to run to and Brownstone even know it
So I pack the fo'-fifth, and the ice on your wrist, forfeit
No game; slappin all hoes who got the fame
Then I rob em with chickens who got phone bills in they mama name
(You've been framed!) Yeah yeah I know I gotta go out
So I'm shuttin the game down like 30 nuthin blowout
I rip the flow out, from the ceiling, if I spot cash peel it
Soopaman Luva gon' switch to Soopaman Villain
Soopaman! Roll up a L for me
Know I got to pack the heat (sing that **** Dave)
Cause *****z tryin to **** with me
(Who am I?)
Soopaman! Flyin through the air high
Smokin on that bom-baa
I don't give a **** if I die
(Who am I?)
Yo yo, I'm back on deck, I never lost the pep in my step
Ride in the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left on the next
corner, get out and let the 30-30 **** the loogie
Tryin to set me up like Jim Kelly, MUY, MUY
Before I hit somebody they say, "We ain't do it!"
I believe them these the same *****z I grew up in the hood wit
Yo yo yo, what's today's date?
Shh, December 8th?
Man today my god damn day off
Yo I'm outta here
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah right papi
I'll slap the **** out you