Kool Keith - Supergalactic Lover lyrics

[Kool Keith] Yeah.. Supergalactic lover! (2X) I was your boyfriend girl lieutenant lover flight commander Member of the air force, remember when I bought you a Porsche? Diamond rings with roses, I put pearls in your noses Put you in heels, paid your school loans and tons of bills I ripped eight thousand threw a stack up in the fireplace You couldn't believe it, your mom was there with a sad face I had you accounts, three million with big amounts You wrecked your Impala, I seen you at the beauty parlor Gave you a check engagement ring, four million dollars Your friends were surprised, your sister couldn't believe her eyes I walked in with cape, with j**els, on, you know I'm the captain Outside by the Cadillac three brothers rappin soundin wack and I kept on steppin legend status, you know my rep and I see you at eight, turn your pager off, don't be late Chorus: repeat 2X Supergalactic lover! Comin from the projects on the hill Supergalactic lover! In my monkey-green ragtop Seville [Kool Keith] Exquisite background, with spaceship pictures up on the wall You changin lingerie quick, you put on pumps, standin tall Tell me what you thinkin, at the table while you drinkin You got stress, tell me love, you need a fly dress Important reasons I will care for you in different seasons Daytona Beach, catchin the sun, layin on a pillow Stop your days of worryation lookin out the window Captain of program, girl I run this Enterprise Open your eyes, now you realize, now put on thigh highs Tie your boots up tight, very tight with all your might Come in the front row, you're a star in a private show I taught you well, gave you earrings that I bought you well Chorus [Kool Keith] Sippin real smooth wine, galactic gla**es, wearin maskes Her suit is armor leather jacket, I'ma wear a bomber Dark black hats, remember Cato and the Green Hornet I step up on it, test the flight switch, move a nice switch Adjust the tempo makin complex into somethin simple A masquerade party while bartenders, pa** Bacardi Lemon juice or orange bintz, parked with a sunroof Brown ragtop, spaceship movin ridin down your block Power jets millineium, level five is next (Crank up the space, beam up) Chorus Supergalactic lover! (5X)