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Sucker

 

Sucker

(album: See You Next Wednesday - 2021)


Ooh, ooh
Whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Yeah
Yeah I wake up every morning
Count money
20's 50's 100's
Only thing I'm cuffing
Snow bunny, nose running like she coming down with something
So broke I almost cried until I started chopping onions (Shit is numbing)
It's ironic cause I felt it all coming
Then I blew the money, blue money, all hundreds
Standing on the shoulders of giants, Paul Bunyan
Move to Cali, I've been bagging all the bitches down at Runyon

If we talking real estate, I own the real estate (I do)
Fuck being real 'cause we can't tell who's being real or fake
(We can't)
I mean half a mill' is great, I sold that dealing weight
Now all my bitches tens, body like a figure eight

Lollipop, lollipop, save it for a different sucker
She gon' hit the powder room for a quicker picker upper
I don't love her, I don't judge her
I ain't thinking nothing of her
She gone mix it till she lose her appetite and misses supper
5'5 my kinda freak
Lil mama's got the drop top parked out front that's a come up
When she ride by, beep beep, she such a stunna
Like a drive by (Brp brp)
Kill 'em every summer, she the

Front runner, I know I never love her
But if she want something then I'ma buy her every color
She got good dome, more like rotunda
In The Bay smoking green, but my wrist frozen tundra, whoof

Talking strippers, I don't gotta tip 'em
My liver mad at me 'cause I've been drinking too much liquor
Let me, paint the picture
We ain't fucking witcha
Whole squad dressed all black like the ripper

Lollipop, lollipop, save it for a different sucker
She gon' hit the powder room for a quicker picker upper
I don't love her, I don't judge her
I ain't thinking nothing of her
She gone mix it till she lose her appetite and misses supper

Lollipop, lollipop, save it for a different sucker
She gon' hit the powder room for a quicker picker upper
I don't love her, I don't judge her
I ain't thinking nothing of her
She gone mix it till she lose her appetite and misses supper

done

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