Noreaga - Superthug Lyrics
Im, Im actually waitin on the bus nowHe said we have some kind of special assignment or somethingHes supposed to be callin? me, like any minute now, any minuteHold on, hold on, lemme get the phoneHello? jackson hereYa, what? you found manuel noreaga?In the phillipines?He has a mansion?Ok, we on it, on it, right now... right(noreaga and neptunes)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)(superstar)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)(superstar)(noreaga)Verse 1Aiyyo, we light a candleRun laps around the english channelNeptunes, I got a *****erspanielWe on the run now, yo, it aint no fun nowAnd where I go, you niggas cant even come nowYou aint the lord, nigga, break it, I dont careAnd when ya get caught, remember that I dont careN.o.r.e., nuthin but the atmosphereYo for now we on the run, yo if that aint clearWeak niggas wanna stick, you but that aint fairYou we down in vegas, money, skies too courageousAnd yo, Im on the run, but still rip stagesAnd call me animal thug, when Im in cagesI used to proof phrases, rolled dice with no acesNow Im just included in the oasisGotta take faces, no time for car racesCheck my sky, tell I got five pagesChorusVerse 2:Yo hit lousiana, then atlanta, indianaForget a city slicker got country grammarAiyyo we goin places, where my sound scan aint toughSo when I say I aint nore, yo it aint that roughI leave the jake in my fake, askin all this stuffI gotta keep my mouth shut and dont say what, whatBut yo its hard to, netherlands got the heart toYo from new orleans, l.a., v.a. to queensThe i-95, now we hit the phillipinesBut now its different, we gotta stay soberYo, communicate, startech, motorolaKeep it on the hush hush, dont talk to muchThugged out entertainment, you know we touchAll our whips got navigationWhile you whips is just garbationIs you knowin what you facin?ChorusVerse 3:This is the life yo, of a superstarFly ass mansions ,and a million carsGotta get the cash yoAnd its live or dieThe neptunes and noreagaThe limit is the sky ...hit em?Verse 4:Yo, lemme, do it again, do with the windLast album was a eight, this one is a tenAnd when capone come home, we gon? triple the centYo I love my family, treat my folks of kinRockin air and better, like a mexicanShottin? at my pops, cause yo next to himHe told me every thug nigga is a gentlemenSo I took heed, take my time sitll wont speedYo a nigga got kids, so my family needA little more than they used to getReal, not the duplicateTakin no fours, makin yall just recoupin? itDoin? it up, tell me whatcha wanna do wit? itCapones plan, passport to foreign landsOverseas in japan, politickin with chanYo, n-e-p-t-u-n-e-sThe way they lace a beat like on of the best, what?ChorusRepeat verse 3Yo, n.o.r.e., nore, sep? fo? now we on the run eatinYo, n.o.r.e., nore, sep? fo? now we on the run eatinYo, n.o.r.e., nore, sep? fo? now we on the run eatin
