Tyler, The Creator - Sucka Free [Clean - Lyrics]

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Tyler, The Creator - Sucka Free [Clean - Lyrics]

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Lyrics:

Intro | 0:00
This that Eastside, Hawthorne, ride down El Segundo to PCA s***
Put your top down, sun beamin', for real, huh

Chorus | 0:09
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for really
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for really (Yeah, ayy)

Verse 1 | 0:28
S***** backup (Ayy), got my racks up (Ayy, bro)
Baby-blue Bimmer, watch it back up
Got my jewels on, sure I'm strapped up
We don't know you, n****, back up (Uh-huh)
Pockets full of chili like it's hot sauce (Uh-huh)
N***** actin' silly just to pop off
Hop off my d***, there's some h*** in here
Odd Future, Wolf Gang, all the bros in here
You n***** bums, you never really figured it out
You the type to let a b**** wear her shoe in your house (Hah)
You the type to buy a chain before some furniture, couch
And you the type of n**** 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 f*** what you think (N****)
So please keep that weirdo s*** from me
I'm just stackin' up my cheese, tryna stay sucker-free

Chorus | 1:05
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for really
I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for really

Post-Chorus | 1:24
I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday, I'm gettin' that paper
I'm stackin' my ones on a weekend, I'm gettin' that paper

Verse 2 | 1:32
Throw all the bums to the back, b****, I'm dumb to the max
I'm him, I'm that guy, run and tell that
All that street talk corny, y'all rats
Bro, you are a good man, what you know about that, n****?
It's weird and that's on my mommy
H*** tell, we don't need no lobby
Get 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, n****?

Chorus | 1:52
I'm that guy (N***** weird, bro), tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for really (Something about other n*****)
I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for really

Post-Chorus | 2:11
I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday, I'm gettin' that paper
I'm stackin' my ones on a weekend, I'm gettin' that paper (What y'all n***** on, bro?)
I'm stackin' my ones on a Tuesday, I'm gettin' that paper
I'm stackin' my ones on a weekend, I'm gettin' that paper (Woo)

[Outro]
Mind your business, mind your figures, n****
Get your paper up and turn the goofy down, for real, bro, hmm (Don't tap the glass)