new Supa short

I'm so cold I don't piss I sleet
And I throw snow balls every time I skeet-skeet
My dimes cum in fur coats when they get Supa-beat
And when they want it hot, I switch it up like LaBron and bring the Heat

morning

i got four bottles of wine and a fat sack of Kush

girl, we gonna get lifted, then i'll explore that bush

i plan to discover your hidden treasure like Indiana J.

i hope you got your wind is up 'cause i'm gone cut 'till mid-day

right now it's only 2AM, girl we gonna smash for 10 hours

that means 15 condoms, 5 naps, and about 8 showers

when it's all said and done, we'll get something to eat

and sync our schedules to plan the next beat-beat-beat

Drake's"Fancy" inspired short

To my Chelsea , Mass. girls let me see that ass
Switch it for them niggas staring at you when you pass
Girl you got it, let 'em see that everything thick
Hips thick, ass thick, everything thick

To my ATX girls let me see that ass
Drop it to the floor then pick it up fast
Girl you got it, let 'em see that everything thick
Hips thick, ass thick, everything thick

And when we smash they say,
"Go SupaDupa…Go SupaDupa…
cut that thang up like a fish called grouper!!!
Go…Go…Go Supa!!!
Go…Go…Go Supa!!!"

New Shorty Joint

first day i saw Shorty, i think it was a Monday
she was so laid back and sweet
reminiscent of a Sunday
caramel to be exact, made a brotha wanna eat

in other words she sparked my appetite
had me thinking like a foodie, "Damn, I could eat her all night!"
then she caught me look'in, i turned away like a shy guy
then she smiled at me, had me feel'in fuck'in skyhigh
like I just burned a sweet and Shorty was the Good
i'm say'in she's straight dope…i had to make that understood

then i came down off my high and was greeted by a flower
"Damn I wanna taste her nectar, even if for just a quarter hour…"
better yet I'd lick her spot till I make her straight gush
flip the script and blow her mind like it was her that sparked that Kush

then it's her turn to come down and do Supa like a Dyson
and when it's time to cut i'll beat it like a young Iron Mike Tyson
but only if she wants it rough, otherwise i'll stroke it slow
either way them cookies get'in crushed, Shorty act like you know

Shorty

5'5 with brown eyes and thick ass thighs
I can't wait to let her unwrap my Supa Surprise
But I digress; I really think she wants to get to know me
Maybe in a little while I can ---- her and she can ---- me
And then I'll introduce her to my Supa sized love'in
I can tell she got that good and I bet it's hot like an oven
I was with her last night and it was rather copasetic
We had a few drinks but my mind was on some athletic
Kinda shit, I mean I wanted to touch her deep like space
And give her some of this Supa Good and peep her pretty ass face
When she starts to explode, I'll beat it like we in a fight
I'll have her cream'in like Amy all mf'in night
But I digress again, cause we ain't even reached that point yet
But if we ever do I know she never ever will forget
The way I do it, rather fluid, it's quenching like water
She'll be my SugaShorty and I'll be her SupaDupaStarter

Them 84s

I took the pistol out my pocket
Unlocked it
Cocked it
Then I ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, rocked it
I ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, rocked it
I fucked up his whole face
The back of his head looked like Pace
Picante that is
All I wanted was his
Swangas and Vogue tires
I had no loot for them wheel suppliers
Next day, had them joints on my candy slab
Elbows poke’in like a Pacqiauo jab
A week later I was ride’in one deep
On the other side of town on a late night creep
When I stopped at a red light
Rearview got flooded by high beam light
All I heard was the "clickclack"
Then everything went black
I got blasted for my widebody
They got me with a sawed-off shotty
So the casket had to stay shut
Momma was moan’in like they shot her in the gut
But in the end your boy still rode hard
Cause the hearse rolled Swangas and Vogues to the grave yard…

C.Mayfield's "Pusherman" inspired short

I'm your uncle, I'm your daddy
I got candy on the Caddy
I'm your hommie, what you thank?
Got hot food, got good drank
I grip grain, I smoke good
I be roll'in through your hood
I'm SupaDupa

another Yellow ep

I had a dream the other night…and I was…
I was lick’in on that chick “Miss Thick Yellow Hello”
She was smooth and creamy just like Jell-O
Butterscotch pudd’in
Had my wood all wooden
Then she showed me that she graduated Summa Cun Laude
Put them soup coolers on me and my head turned outie
I didn’t last long because the suction was amazing
I tried to stand tall as if going through a hazing
But in no time all I could do was let go like a busted damn
She asked me if I had been eat’in strawberry jam…

another Supa short

SupaDupa the Star go on the prowl every night
Similar to Angela Lansbury
But, it’s murder I write
They get straight stabbed and cut and beat like I was a deranged cop
Then I go Norman Bates on ‘em when they holla, “Supa Don’t Stop!”

another Supa short

I got dimes step’in to me
They wanna get done
I’m SupaDupa the Star, you know the outcome
That’s more hits for me
They get pissed at me
Because I cut ‘em and leave ‘em
They can’t get with me

She’ll be holla’in and yell’in...

She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!” when she comes.
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!” when she comes.
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!”
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!”
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!” when she comes.

Be Thankful for What You've Got inspired joint

I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh
I said, I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohh
Though you may not have a big ‘ol firm rack
Or a gagsta booty, that can hold a cup of Kool-Aid on the back
You may not have much ass at all
But just remember my caramel sister
I will still knock down them sugar walls
Just be thankful that your momma gave you a pretty face
Though you may not have a big ‘ol firm rack
I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh
I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh

new Supa short

I call her “Shorty Shake It Up” cause of the way she move
She call me “Supa DJ” when I slide my needle in her groove
I’m like a 5%er when I cut her, I Show and Prove
Shorty say, “Supa I can’t stop gush’in, you define of behoove!”

another Supa ep

i was up in the club mind’in my own business,
sipp’in some brown liquor and smoke’in on that eye witness
when “Miss Thick Yellow Hello” pushed up and said, “Hey…
I saw you slide in and I just had to come and say
I’m your #1 fan and I love your work.
I wanna get to know you, I can show you how it twerk,
and you can put that Supa on me, I think I can take the weight.
My cousin told me your cuts were like the cereal, ‘Their GRRREAT!!!’
I need some of that Supa thang up in my life!
And I’m not try’in to tripp, I know you got a wife.
I just wanna be your cutty buddy and keep it on the low.
Here’s my number and my address, act like you know…”

big body&me

i’m wax’in up that big body; yes i’m bout to ride her
i feel like a billion dollars when i’m up inside her
she float on noth’in but J’s
she smell like purple haze
and when i’m with her i’ve been known to be ghost for days
when them haters see us roll’in they get on they Aid
cause they know to keep her shine’in a brotha gotta stay paid
me and my big body stick together like Krazy Glue and skin
and she just ain’t right unless she got that Supa lean’in in

OutKast “Elevators” inspired chorus

Me and two dime pieces and an empty dub sack of OOOOHHHHH!!!
Float’in down the boulevard on J’s
Ten miles an hour cause my mind is stuck on daze

old times

I used to smoke a lot of weed but now I chill and burn a little
I used to play them dimes like C.Daniels play that fiddle
I remember me and Al would chase the 40 with a quart
I remember ride’in to Quick Stop at 2AM for a pack of Newport
One time I got drunk, busted my ass, and rolled down a grassy hill
One time I cut on a table at a softball field
I was scared when I smoked my first joint back in the 5th grade
I was scared in the front seat of my momma’s Olds the first time I got laid

come'in up

I’m work’in on a come-up
Try’in to keep the sun up
Like Alaska in July
I gotta be SupaDupa fly

Supa tripp'in

i’ma poke that pink till it turns purple
then roll it up smoke it till i geek like Earkle
i’ll put you on all 4’s and ride it like a prize winning pony
girl i’ll knock it out the park with that wood in the middle like Monie
or Manny, that slugger that swing out West
but this is SupaStar status, girl my shit is the best
never mind the rest
they try’in to be like me
i’m like the sun at high noon, the only star you see

another Supa short

S-dot Dupa
Used to be a hoopa
Now I’m a chilla
Straight dime killa
We start with a sickduck
Then I cut 'em like Nip/Tuck
I usually beat it like a weak case
Get ten minutes of rest then Double Up like Mase

Shorty Said

Shorty said, “Hey S-dot Dupa, put it on me like lotion.
You know I got that good and it stays wet like an ocean.
But wait, before you cut, I just got a smart notion.
Let me put some brain on your wand until it spurts that magic potion.”

Purple v. Mexico

some a them roll Purple by the Zone
i roll Mexico by the Elbow
some a them go broke to get high
i cop a pound still keep loot though

another Supa short

they call me Supa
not that dude with the cape
but similar in exploits
i'm built of steal like Detroit
i’m higher than the mutha fuck’in mile high club
i got the hottest chick in VIP roll’in my dub

Oozy Suzy

Who bust it open everyday for Supa G. yo?
It’s that chick Oozy Suzy, my own personal nimpho
I like spend’in time with her cause she give slow brain
When she put that suction on me I forget my own name
I ain’t ly’in yall, she’s the best I know
And when I see her walk’in toward me my joint starts to grow
She love to wear sun dresses with nothing under
SupaDupa do that booty like a pirate, I board and plunder
Her favorite position is whatever I like
She love to just do it, her bedroom name is Suzy Nike

a new Supa joint

It’s your boy Supa the Starter, roll’in through your hood like that train called Marter
Similar to Jason Voorhees, I’m try’in to stab somebody’s daughter
Better yet, cut her up like that dude F. Kruger
And when it gets good to me, I’ll shoot her up with hot shots like a Luger
A little over nine months I’ll be change’in diapers and wipe’in booger?
Na, I’m just trip’in
Like Guy, me and shorty will just chill and get poured up
Next we’ll get weeded up
Then I’ll proceed to beat it up
And since I’m always strapped, I don’t worry about skeet-skeet’in up
She damn sho ain’t get’in seeded up
By SupaDupa the Star

I'm Good

You can find me at the work place generate'in money
Chase'in away them grey clouds try'in to keep it sunny
MF, I'm good…I'm good…I'm good…

You can find me at the crib chill'in with my offspring
Or in the back yard stuff'in sweets doing my thing
MF, I'm good…I'm good…I'm good…

You can find me on the PlayStation race'in GranTourismo
Maybe in the kitchen fry'in chicken in veggie Crisco
MF, I'm good…I'm good…I'm good…

You can find me at my hommie's house sip'in on that brown
Play'in pool bump'in Z-roe, that's how it goes down
MF, I'm good…I'm good…I'm good…

a lost/found Supa short from '08

i’m a SupaStar muthafucka, put your stunna shades on
and if you get too close you might get burned to the bone
don’t ask me where i’m from don’t worry about where i stay
stop wonder’in if it’s true that i burn a sack everyday

"Always Strapped" inspired chorus

I’m always strapped, when I cut them dimes
First they pass the weed, then they pour the drank
And when I’m buzzed
They lick’in me, you know I’m lick 'em back
They lick’in me, you know I’m lick 'em back

TX short

I’m from TX, where candy coated slabs don’t stop drip’in
We’re known for big tree burn’in and brown liquor sip’in
Soldiers pack heat and never get caught slip’in
We might pause to do some dirt and then resume dip’in
I'm from TX

another Supa short

Yes, I’m a SupaStar, word to Lupe

I pressed the button in the coupe slid back the toupee

In other words, I made the damn top drop

Pulled out the driveway and everything came to a stop

People started crowd’in my ride and blowing my high

They were point’in and yell’in like Sasha’s pops was driving by

I started to tripp and grab the tool cause they were touch’in on my car

Then I thought, “They don’t wanna start no shit, they just glad to see a SupaStar!”

So I gripped on the wood wheel and I lit another stick of dynamite

I gave ‘em a one car parade and rolled around the hood all damn night

Ready To Blow

I’m sick of all this rain’in
My wife sometimes complain’in
Seems like I’m never gain’in
In this game called life,
I’m ready to blow

I’m try’in ta get this money
Make these grey clouds turn sunny
Fuck that vinegar I want some honey
In this game called life,
I’m ready to blow

Sometimes I feel frustrated
At times this life I hate it
I want so bad to say, “I made it!”
In this game of life,
I’m ready to blow

One day I’ll sit back and exhale
Only checks gone come in my mail
Set my seeds up so they won’t fail
In this game of life,
I’m ready to blow