Soopaman Luva 5 - Prt. II

Aiyyo yo ************* that

Aiyyo I gotta find my mother******' mojo

Aiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble c'mere *************

Aiyyo start it off while I tell you how it went down

Yo, yo

Put the drop down, get your smoke on

Get your feel on, are you feeling?

Get your girl on, get your squeeze on

Get your bus on, are you chilling?

Are you wheeling, are you feeling?

How you feeling, and we gon' hooo-oooh-ooh

Tell me what you doin'

C'mon, yo yo-yo yo, yo yo

I had to put the mash down, throw the cash around

Stay focused, on the case put the hash down

Jetted through the air about five miles per hour

My mojo gone I can't fly like I wanna

But this case is easy, find that mother****** that

Couldn't wait to be me, put his face on TV

From the tec blow, I asked my ex-hoes

Pass off some info for a pair of X.O.'s

Write the check low, I don't do that

I told you that *************t before when I boned your back

Now I'm back to ************* one, and everybody hatin'

So I popped the flare gun, now they all escapin'

Ran into Gator, for Jungle Fever

He's my people and my neighbor, I said I need a favor

He said for ten dollars, and for ten Whoppers

From Burger King, I'll tell you the ************* who gotcha

Gave him what he wanted plus the extra large fry

He said blue eyes, blonde hair, a white guy

I said what the ************* goin' on?

A white guy interruptin' my ************* flowin' on?

So I copped some new ammo, reloaded my flare gun

Stalkin' like Rambo, mixed with Commando

Gator pushed the ten-speed bike, I'm on the handle

Crashed into somethin' 'cause he high off my man blow

I jumped up and backtracked myself

Who's the last hoe I ****** or throat I cut?

I said wait a minute, yo, that ************* Jane on the prowl again

I bet she up to no good, actin' foul again

Yeah, yeah, it ain't nuttin', I get her if I want her

Matter of fact I'm gonna 'cause she live around the corner

I walked up scared with my hands on my flares and my armor

'Cause she bring drama like Jeffrey Dahmer

But I heard ******' all the way from the bottom

I'm like, damn she yellin' kinda made me jealous

Knocked on the door enraged

Like a broke-ass rapper, at a label that ain't toured in days

Do it clown, before I count to four now

'Cause if I hit five them flares'll blow your door down

I heard the zipper zip up, and they was tryin' to run

So I re-clipped the clip up, and blew it before one

Freeze mother******s, I jumped on Jane back

I want the cheese mother******s and my name back

We tusslin', fightin', bitin' skin and rustlin'

Slaps in the face, chokes with the belt buckle

And her knees bucklin', I thought to myself

Where's that mother******' white guy she was ******', then

Right out of the blue

Who dat? Who dere?

Jerry Springer, is that you?