Somebody stole my mojo, yo, once again Soopaman Luva flyin' through the fuckin' sky I'm lookin' for my mojo, I'm fried chinky-eyed My cape is still tore up, but I make a lil' money I'm like Ace Ventura, duckin' my landlord The land of the poor, where I handle my biz I got a weed spot on the block Hannibal live Pokemon on the pipe, Rudolph the deer Red-Nose Glow in the night, when his nose gettin' right I pimp Snow and Vanna White on the hoe stroll Dr. Ruth on E, sippin' Old Gold, Mr. T on crack, mohawk cornrow In South Park with the Chef, in the stolen Ford I'm lookin' for my mojo, where it at? Got a APB on it dawg, where it at? I ran into Cita, from BET She said, "Man is a nigga, that's fast on the trigger I thought he was you, when we had the party for two My girlfriend said the same, majority rules" Damn, who takin' my women? Who takin' my chickens around thanksgiving? Now that's pimpin' Called my man Meth and Bishop Don Juan He smokin' a blunt, other sippin' Sean Don He said it ain't the game, but how you play it So I can't hate the game, so I'm dyin' to play it Now I'm back in the air, ready to put my smack down I'm searchin' for the impostor to pat down I'm urgin' to put the glock up and clap rounds It's curtains like Jimmy Hoffa, he not found So ride on me, try homey Your plan'll fail like the Acme Kit from Coyote Now I'ma find the bastard that stole my juice Soopaman Part Five, in your archives I'm yo Soopaman baby, that's who I am Flyin' through the air, without a care I'm high as hell blazin', that Cali weed That Kryptonite bud, that sticky green I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman I'm yo' Soopaman © FUNKY NOBLE PRODUCTIONS INC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com