Soopaman Luva 3 (Mixed) Redman

[Intro]
Haha (Ha)

[Verse]
I was flyin' through the motherfuckin' sky
With my blunt full of lye, bombazee on fire
Code name be's the Soopaman, cock my Luger
Blast on state trooper, I'm on the run, G
I've got these hoes spread-ed, from Japanese to diabetics
Toes stay painted because of my foot fetish
You damn right, they had to ban me from eatin' pussy all night
WWF-in' bitches
Slammin' 'em in the rope like Shawn Mic'
I can't be touched, bitch, I disco in kryptonite
Shit, I'm broke as hell
I had to buy all my girls 5411 Reeboks at wholesale
Almost got caught boostin' out of Modell's
Bitches on my coattails like they coat rails
Can't even go in a jam without a bitch grabbin' my hand
And squeezin' my ass sayin', "You's the man"
That's who the fuck I be
I got a college degree on bom-zee and wreckin' MC's
Makin' shit happen like Little Cease
I come from a land of fonto leaf, bark from trees
That stick in your hand and lakes rollin' seaweed
Criminals be up to no good
So I tuck a heater
Bulletproof suit still in the fuckin' cleaners, but anyways
I bumped into my neighbor Johnny Blaze
Told me there's a bitch up the block who got more cock than AKs
The bitch just moved in, in building 210
Right next door to the Fantastic Four and the Penguin
Good lookin' Johnny, five-o's right behind me
Let me act like I know and get ghost
Tuck in my nina ross, get my cape and shades
Now I'm off with the Soopaman three antidote