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bigkaybeezy - sucka كلمات الأغنية

sucka lyrics
[intro]
kookup, what’s up?
(ah_ha_ha)
(uh)
ayo ran, turn it up
(huh)
(uh_uh)

[chorus]
i’m a trick shot hitter, straight fact spitter
if i ever have too much money, it ain’t enough money
he went broke behind that b_tch but he wasn’t f_ckin’ none (right there)
d_mn dummy, you a dumb dumb, a f_ckin’ sucker
i’m in this b_tch off two 30’s, i feel like punching somethin’
if you think you taking something from me, another thing comin’
not the one, i’m on cloud nine, i’m high like base jumpers
twenty shots out this ar, i leave the freshest n_gga funky, uh (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)

[verse 1]
monkey nuts on 9’s since i didn’t get a monkey (get a monkey)
tweak with us, it could get ugly ‘spеcially when i’m bussin’ (when i’m bussin’)
stay in your lane, i’ll stay in minе when it’s rush hour, dummy
d_mn dummy, you a dumb dumb, don’t stand on nothing (ah_ha)
big bodies with ars and shotties, we be clucthing
stop ridin’ my wave, come up with somethin or get turned to nothing
letting that b_tch off my main temptation, call me david ruffin (uh, uh, baow, baow)
that drank getting to my stomach (uh)
might jump out my body, i’m on x games mode (uh)
how this gl!ck get so d_mn popular, he never changed clothes (uh)
when we get drops, we shoot at opps and turn they blocks to straight roads (grrt, baow)
baby, just act like you don’t know the sh_t you been told
and we’ll be gone so long, meet us somewhere down the road (uh, uh)
trick shot hitter, rich ass n_gga (rich ass n_gga)
you some b_tch ass n_ggas and that’s all that she had wrote (baow, baow)
[chorus]
i’m a trick shot hitter, straight fact spitter (uh, uh)
if i ever have too much money, it ain’t enough money
he went broke behind that b_tch but he wasn’t f_ckin’ none (f_ckin’ none)
d_mn dummy, you a dumb dumb, a f_ckin’ sucker (uh, uh)
i’m in this b_tch off two 30’s, i feel like punching somethin’
if you think you taking something from me, another thing comin’ (another thing comin’)
not the one, i’m on cloud nine, i’m high like base jumpers
twenty shots out this ar, i leave the freshest n_gga funky, uh

[verse 2]
you would think i played for roots, the way this drum bumpin’
better not get blood on my new boots when i get done stomping
money on my mind right now
better pipe down ‘fore i go dumb right now
don’t lose your lungs right now
uh, uh, aye
baby, just act like you ain’t see the sh_t you been showed
don’t be gone too long, i might need you when it’s cold
i’m a trick shot hitter, top pack flipper
body bag that n_gga, break the zipper and that’s all she had wrote

[chorus]
i’m a trick shot hitter, straight fact spitter
if i ever have too much money, it ain’t enough money
he went broke behind that b_tch but he wasn’t f_ckin’ none
d_mn dummy, you a dumb dumb, a f_ckin’ sucker
i’m in this b_tch off two 30’s, i feel like punching somethin’
if you think you taking something from me, another thing comin’
not the one, i’m on cloud nine, i’m high like base jumpers
twenty shots out this ar, i leave the freshest n_gga funky, uh
[outro]
you would think i play for roots, the way this drum bumpin’
twenty shots out this ar, i leave the freshest n_gga funky (uh, uh)
(uh, uh)
(grrt, baow, baow, baow)
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow_baow_baow_baow)

- bigkaybeezy

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