Suga Free

Suga Free - Don't No Suckaz Live Here lyrics

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[Verse 1: Suga Free]

I'm coming out of twi-light sneak like God!

"Num Yo-Ho Ren-Ge Kyo-Ho"

Naw baby, I'm that brother that you used to dream about in yo bed

When you woke up, soaking wet between yo leg

You ain't runnin' nothin' here but your mouth

And trippin' is what you do, but money's what I'm about

You messin' up again with me, when will you learn?

Knowing dog-on well humidity messes up my perm

So fly! So right!

Now let me take a picture of this pitchure and you decide

I see some watered-down fools amongst my pimpsmanship

Hey Bubba, you with me? (Yeah, playa!) They can't pimp me

I'm a genuine mack and if you got some dirt

We'll put it in a pot and plant it, if it grow that'll hurt

So what really separates me from you is

I'm never satisfied when it come to my chips

So you, you, him her, them fools in the back

Suckas, tricks, bloods, crips, I'm a west coast mack

From me to you, straight from the street

A thousand dollas a day multiplied by each blister on her feet

Equals me, Playa-Hamm and DJ Quik

Now substract that by a sucka like you and what you get?

I'm getting treated like I'm Ama-Deus, a playa like Horisson

Cooler than Arthur Fonserelly and free like Jim Morisson

[Hook]

Don't no suckas live here

You can bet yo bottom dollar on that

Don't no suckas live here

You can bet yo bottom dollar on that

Don't no suckas live here

You can bet yo bottom dollar on that

Don't no suckas live here

Keep on nockin' but you can't come in

[Verse 2: Playa-Hamm]

I'm in the hood, rum on the wood, it's recognizeable

Got fatty-assed pockets, they end up for the sizeable

I'm liable to take this playa shit where it never been

Everytime I pick up my pen I puts it down lifestyle

This how I'm livin'

Been Up in this the whole while they multiply the division

My pants sag, ain't no flag though I'm associated

With pimps, hustlas, macks and tricks who playa hate

Now these hoes, wishin they could miss me

Everytime I come around, a bitch tryina twist me

I'm disappearing like Whodini, they ain't seein' this

Up in the cut I pimp that ass, they rather pee in this

I rip the smack like it's capital

Played it like it's Cavistar

Now they Jock like I'm 2Pac

Hoe-knockin with the fascinating Suga Free

P-P, motherfuckin' C

Eternally yours with the doors open wide now

Ain't no place for you fakes and frogs to hide now

Supreme hood rat hoes, here me to the beat

Slang that ass for a chance to ride back seat

Trick niggaz let 'em leap but I can't follow 'em

Thirty minutes in the suite they wanna swollow cum

The drama unfolds bitch, everywhere the P flows

I ain't pennin' pussy, but this is how it goes

[Hook]

Don't no suckas live here

You can bet yo bottom dollar on that

Don't no suckas live here

You can bet yo bottom dollar on that

Don't no suckas live here

You can bet yo bottom dollar on that

Don't no suckas live here

Keep on nockin' but you can't come in

[Suga Free Ad-libs]

[Verse 3: Suga Free]

Baby you know that "Welcome" sign you seen

Before you came into my house

Put a "U-N" on that welcome and turn around and get the hell out

And don't tell your boyfriend you live here, Game

And I put you stuff in storage on your mama's name

Now see baby run, run baby run

Here I come with DJ Quik, Ray-Dog and Shot Gun

I bust a trick, with my trick, by my trick, in front of my trick

In back of my trick and on the side of my trick, trick!

Oh no baby, what you mean you didn't get your check?

You better call your case worker before I break your neck

But y'all broke-ass brothers wanna give them freaks a chance

Potna that junk played out with Atari, Tuck skins and parachute pants

So say what's up to your forever-treatin-a-freak-bad

Friendly-neighborhood-playa-potna Suga Free, man

Ah-ha, parlez-vus français? Oui, oui!

Sabes español? Si!

International playa, baby!

[Hook]

No! No! Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh! Yeah! Yeah!

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