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Soupa Lyrics by Blu

York

2013

[Verse 1: Blu]
Uh, wannabes
I wanna write novels, sippin’ bottles under trees
Wonder Woman with me, could she be Japanese?
Wanna have lap dances for free, any time I please
Just because I'm, yeah, just because I’m me
I wanna wonder why I dream, wonder runners don’t budget
Message for the hunger when I’m younger
I wanna tell belles how special they smell, word to mother
But really no wink, yo, cause still he can’t slumber
I wanna have his role, his crown, his girl and his sound
But get real, shit’s really real, pow!
Still wow, Bridgetown, been a while
Since awhile back then, used to should slip it in now
I'm more chill, now the top flow real
So bear with me, besides more bills than this automobile
I’m still Blizzy for real, I still Dizzy Gillespie
But does he impress me when I’m still in the next seat?
I’m fresher than next week’s beats
Yeah, feelin like the next Swizz Beatz
Sike, more like Spike Lee, better Blu
Never liked none of you blues, stuntin like a one or two
Lord’s got a woman, one or two coming through
Wanting something soft, give 'em something new
But guess what? Wasn’t Blu
Nah, must’ve been one of you
[Verse 2: Blu]
Like, nah, c'mon
I wanna spit hollow tip novelists dociles
And raise eyebrows like, "Wow, I like this girl style"
She got Reeboks, semi-rock FILAs
Back when he used to jock, I’m too hot for teen eyes
It was a young wine with brown eyes, the don
And one day, I'm down to somethin', I'm young John, the one
Who wants bars and broads? Two more songs
I do the math, you do the knowledge and play dumb
Of course, fifty senses from south to north
For the pretty women I am willing to endorse
Horse power, more mule-ish though, for the foolish
I will wake you up but you love it in that new bliss
Kiss life, even if I couldn’t
I relive it twice, grip the mics
And I ain’t even gotta speak and give it life, you spit it nice
But it’s mean and cold, don't forget us, it ain’t home
You remember when you grown, I told you
Your papa ain’t scold ya, I got the heat, sit closer
Come from California where the sunshine dies
And turns into that glow dust, no lies
Credits
Blu

Blu

About “Soupa” by Blu

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"Soupa" is credited to Blu. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Soupa" appears on "York" in 2013.

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