SuperThug

Noreaga

Composición de: Chad Hugo/Chris Stein/Debbie Harry/P. Williams/Victor Santiago
Im Im actually waitin on the boss now 
He said we have some kind of special assignment or something 
Hes supposed to be callin me like any minute now any minute 
Hold on hold on lemme get the phone 
Hello? Jackson here 
Ya 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 1 
Aiyyo, we light a candle 
Run laps around the english channel 
Neptunes, I got a cockerspaniel 
We on the run now, yo, it aint no fun now 
And where I go, you niggas cant even come now 
You aint the law, nigga, break it, I dont care 
And when ya get caught, remember that I dont care 
N.O.R.E., nuthin but the atmosphere 
Yo for now we on the run, yo if that aint clear 
Weak niggas wanna stick, you but that aint fair 
You we down in vegas, money, skies too courageous 
And yo, Im on the run, but still rip stages 
And call me animal thug, when Im in cages 
I used to proof phrases, rolled dice with no aces 
Now Im just included in the oasis 
Gotta take faces, no time for car races 
Check my SkyTel, I got five pages 
CHORUS 
Verse 2: 
Yo hit Lousiana, then Atlanta, Indiana 
Forget a city slicker got country grammar 
Aiyyo we goin places, where my sound scan aint tough 
So when I say I aint Nore, yo it aint that rough 
I leave the jake in my fake, askin all this stuff 
I gotta keep my mouth shut and dont say what, what 
But yo its hard to, Netherlands got the heart to 
Yo from New Orleans, L.A., V.A. to Queens 
The I-95, now we hit the Phillipines 
But now its different, we gotta stay sober 
Yo, communicate, startech, motorola 
Keep it on the hush hush, dont talk to much 
Thugged out entertainment, you know we touch 
All our whips got navigation 
While you whips is just garbation 
Is you knowin what you facin? 
CHORUS 
Verse 3: 
This is the life yo, of a superstar 
Fly ass mansions ,and a million cars 
Gotta get the cash yo 
And its live or die 
The Neptunes and Noreaga 
The limit is the sky ...hit em 
Verse 4: 
Yo, lemme, do it again, do with the wind 
Last album was a eight, this one is a ten 
And when Capone come home, we gon triple the cent 
Yo I love my family, treat my folks of kin 
Rockin air and better, like a Mexican 
Shottin at my pops, cause yo next to him 
He told me every thug nigga is a gentlemen 
So I took heed, take my time sitll wont speed 
Yo a nigga got kids, so my family need 
A little more than they used to get 
Real, not the duplicate 
Takin no fours, makin yall just recoupin it 
Doin it up, tell me whatcha wanna do wit it 
Capones plan, passport to foreign lands 
Overseas in Japan, politickin with Chan 
Yo, N-E-P-T-U-N-E-S 
The way they lace a beat like on of the best, what? 
CHORUS 
Repeat Verse 3 
yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep fo now we on the run eatin 
yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep fo now we on the run eatin 
yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep fo now we on the run eatin
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