's the TIP, Bun-B and slim thug 22's on a brand new coupe wit no roof A hundred and fifty dollar tennis shoes, no suits We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin' our suits
hood [Chorus] [Verse 5: Lucky Luciano] Came to wreck it huh! Look up in the sky, is it a bird or a plane? Naw Superman is arrived here to save the damn
knew rap would never die I used to listen to Awesome-2 on WHBI I used to hear all kind of rap groups before sampling loops Rappers wore bell-bottom Lee suits
you ever wanted Yeah, he was old but he had a fat wallet (cha-ching) Only workin' one day a year With a plush-red suit and a iced-out beard Slingin' snow
Groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay The high potent, super charged spiritual lyrical miracle of a man Damn, you can't understand the fulfillment of
Oh [3] Its super night, Tell them niggas its super night, Tell them niggas its super night, Tell them niggas its super night, Tell them niggas its super
dude? I'm so fly, I walk around with a parachute Huh, And even rappers lie, too But I'm the only human with an astronaut suit See, Your entire verse say
coolies Boots and thongs, girls flip on my theme songs They know I damage, with gloves my equipment's on I got a cape, like Superman, I'ma put it on
right, combination hittin Cruisin the strength by the minute, feelin fatigued and winded Smell a foul scent and shit it In that Superman suit he rented
to my show with these fake wallos Turqoise hid invoiced with plans to blow See me backstage with the gauge upholds my pantsleg Hand made suits contracts
snatchin' yo new-flow model mink wit' tha hood off the hanger Twenty-four carat rings, hangin' a half a foot off the finger Custom suit tailor made so
on my face That don't mean shit 'cause I got a nine on my waist So you can play Superman and get your ass paralyzed 'Cause when it comes to my guns, they all super
she wanna ride with this mission Close the partition, he like to listen All fuckin', no kissin', just smokin' and drinkin' Super vets in a super stretch
I just wanna be your super woman Wanna keep you goin', wanna make you smile I'm the one that's gon' be faithful to you And without you, come on, let me
'? Eihthype's always bumpin' Always into somethin', geah Westside's got it goin' on Number one desperado, packin' the hollows In a nice tight suit with
? I want to be saved Ah is a, ah is a, should I save her? I want to be saved Ah is a, ah is a, should I save her? I want to be saved Mr. Super Trick, Mr. Super
we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane Once again it's on, big chiefin' Remind me of the noisiest place Ladies all over the place, and niggas super