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