Tyler, The Creator - Sucka Free (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tyler, The Creator - Sucka Free (en) Lyrics
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This that Eastside, Hawthorne, ride
down El Segundo to PCH shit
Put your top down, sun beamin',
for real, huh
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy forever
I'm that guy forever (Yeah, ayy)
City back up (Ayy), got
my racks up (Ayy, bro)
Baby-blue Bimmer, watch it back up
Got my jewels on, so I'm strapped up
We don't know you, nigga,
back up (Uh-huh)
Pockets full of chili like
it's hot sauce (Uh-huh)
Niggas actin' silly just to pop off
Hop off my dick, there's
some hoes in here
Odd Future, Wolf Gang,
all the bros in here
You niggas bums, you never
really figured it out
You the type to let a bitch wear
her shoe in your house (Hah)
You the type to buy a chain before
some furniture, couch
And you the type of nigga never
had a fist hit your mouth
(Bink-bink-bink, huh)
You ain't got no guap, no
paper, ain't no ink
See, I'm that guy, give a fuck
what you think (Nigga)
So please keep that weirdo
shit from me
I'm just stackin' up my cheese,
tryna stay sucker-free
I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby
I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday,
I'm gettin' that paper
I'm stackin' my ones on the weekend,
I'm gettin' that paper
Bro, all the bums to the back,
bitch, I'm dumb to the max
I'm him, I'm that guy,
run and tell that
All that street talk corny 'bout rats
Bro, you are a good man, what
you know about that, nigga?
Niggas weird and that's on my mommy
Hoes tell, they don't need no lobby
Went the extras, ain't need no hobby
Drop the top, I'm never sloppy
Keep a thumper, brodie
Can you please hop off
my bumper, nigga?
I'm that guy (Niggas weird, bro),
tryna get my paper, baby
I'm stackin' my ones on the weekend,
I'm gettin' that paper (What
y'all niggas on, bro?)
I'm stackin' my ones on the weekend,
I'm gettin' that paper (Woo)
Mind your business, mind
your figures, nigga
Get your paper up and turn the
goofy down, for real, bro,
hmm (Don't tap the glass)
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