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Sucka Free

Tyler, The Creator

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Sucka Free

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This that East Side Hawthorneride down El Segundo, the PCA shitPut your top down, Sun beaming, for real, huhI'm that guy, tryna get my paper, babyI'm that guy for real (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy for real (ha, ha, ah)Yeah, ayy, shitty backup (ayy)got my racks up (ayy, bro)Baby blue Beamer, watch it back upGot my jewels on, sure I'm strapped upWe don't know you, nigga, back up, uh-huhPockets full of chili like it's hot sauce (uh-huh)Niggas actin' silly, just the pop offHop off my dick, there's some hoes in hereOdd Future, Wolf Gang, all the bros in hereYou niggas bums, you never really figured it out (huh)You the type to leta bitch wear a shoe in your house (ha)You the type to buy a chain before some furniture, couchAnd you the type of nigga never hada fist hit your mouth (bink-bink-bink, huh)You ain't got no guap, no paper, ain't no inkSee, I'm that guygive a fuck what you think (nigga)So please, keep that weirdo shit from meI'm just stackin' up my cheesetryna stay sucker-freeI'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy, for real (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy, for real (ha, ha, ah)I'm stackin' my ones on a TuesdayI'm gettin' that paperI'm stackin' my ones on a weekendI'm gettin' that paperAll the bums to the back, bitch, I'm dumb to the maxI'm him, I'm that guy, run and tell thatAll that street talk corny, y'all ratsBro, you are a good man: What you know about that, nigga?It's weird and that's on my mommyhoes tell, we don't need no lobby (ha-ha-ha)We the extras, ain't need no hobby (ha-ha-ha)Drop the top, I'm never sloppy (ha-ha-ha)Keep a thumper, brodiecan you please hop off my bumper, nigga? (Ah)I'm that guy tryna get my paper(niggas weird, bro) , babyI'm that guy, for real (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby (ha, ha, ah)I'm that guy, for real (ha, ha, ah) , ayyI'm stackin' my ones on a TuesdayI'm gettin' that paperI'm stackin' my ones on a weekend (yeah)I'm gettin' that paper (what y'all niggas on, bro?)I'm stackin' my ones on a TuesdayI'm gettin' that paperI'm stackin' my ones on a weekendI'm gettin' that paperMind your business, mind your figures, nigga(I been waiting, I been waitingI been waiting on you)Get your paper up and turn your goofy downfor real, bro, hm (DON'T TAP THE GLASS)
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