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Big Boi - Sucka Free Lyrics



Big Boi - Sucka Free Lyrics
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[ Featuring Sleepy Brown, Killer Mike ]

Yeah (yeah)
Hater-free (yeah, hater-free), sucka-proof (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, get money (straight up)
This some of that (uh, here we go)
Turn the music up for me some (get money, straight up)
Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
Yo, real shit
It's like two in the morning, and I'm
I'm finna hop in the whip and just smash the gas on these niggas (here we go)

Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (juice)
This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (new)
If I can't flip a profit, nigga, what's the use? (Use)
Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I know your eyes on me when I'm slidin' through (slidin', ho)
Just know I raise the bar with everything I do

Still on my grind like it way back in '09 ('back in '09)
Bitch you can whine, I'ma be doin' just fine (doin' just fine)
Why is you blowin' my high? You could be blowin' my mind (blowin' my mind)
We should be f*ckin', lil' bae, I'm hittin' this bitch from behind
You had enough for today, you Ubered our day, goodbye (goodbye)
I'm a romantic, baby, I wanna grow old together (I do)
But I'm a savage, baby, we gotta f*ck hoes together (one or two)
F*ck what the world'll think, we drippin' on pearly paints
Sippin' on syrup and drank, pour up a pint, roll up a zip of the stank
Walk in to cop smellin' like crops, sittin' in the private room back of the the bank
Pulled out a quarter-mil' I did a hell of a deal (deal)
I bought a block in The Bluff, I got that bitch for a steal, ooh
What is a nigga to do? (Do) Make you a mil' and then two (two)
Make you a three and a four, never buy boats and whores (whores)
Rich man rules, you learn 'em (learn 'em), ride 'em, rent 'em, return 'em
Try me, I put burner to sternum (yeah) and send you to God the Eternal

Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (juice)
This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (new)
If I can't flip a profit, nigga, what's the use? (Use)
Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I know your eyes on me when I'm slidin' through (slidin', ho)
Just know I raise the bar with everything I do

Back in the lab, give me my coat and my goggles (give me my goggles)
This is that chemistry that no other nigga can follow (follow)
Down the rabbit hole, we're plannin' on makin' 'em swallow (makin' 'em swallow)
Apocalyptic, cryptic messages to my followers (followers)
Still shouting "F*ck the po-po" 'cause they bust like shottas
But let a nigga kill another nigga, that ain't no problem
Trigonometry for the fake broke, and I make most
Of my time when I'm in this space, folks, they're keeping us divided by race, ho
For riots, looters, vaccine boosters, f*ck Billy Gates and the track team shooters
No spoon of cotton, that shit rotten when you filter through it
This that trunk-knockin' music, the goons and dope boys abuse it
They'll pull their choppers and knock a chunk off the top of your noodle
See, I convert the brain, break it down and work the game
Like referees, remember me? The wave the size of hurricane
The way I'm slidin' and swervin', everybody's got to be perfect
Everybody got to be nervous when when 'Twan and Michael resurface, ha

Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (juice)
This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (new)
If I can't flip a profit, nigga, what's the use? (Use)
Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I know your eyes on me when I'm slidin' through (slidin', ho)
Just know I raise the bar with everything I do
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Yeah (yeah)
Hater-free (yeah, hater-free), sucka-proof (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, get money (straight up)
This some of that (uh, here we go)
Turn the music up for me some (get money, straight up)
Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
Yo, real shit
It's like two in the morning, and I'm
I'm finna hop in the whip and just smash the gas on these niggas (here we go)

Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (juice)
This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (new)
If I can't flip a profit, nigga, what's the use? (Use)
Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I know your eyes on me when I'm slidin' through (slidin', ho)
Just know I raise the bar with everything I do

Still on my grind like it way back in '09 ('back in '09)
Bitch you can whine, I'ma be doin' just fine (doin' just fine)
Why is you blowin' my high? You could be blowin' my mind (blowin' my mind)
We should be f*ckin', lil' bae, I'm hittin' this bitch from behind
You had enough for today, you Ubered our day, goodbye (goodbye)
I'm a romantic, baby, I wanna grow old together (I do)
But I'm a savage, baby, we gotta f*ck hoes together (one or two)
F*ck what the world'll think, we drippin' on pearly paints
Sippin' on syrup and drank, pour up a pint, roll up a zip of the stank
Walk in to cop smellin' like crops, sittin' in the private room back of the the bank
Pulled out a quarter-mil' I did a hell of a deal (deal)
I bought a block in The Bluff, I got that bitch for a steal, ooh
What is a nigga to do? (Do) Make you a mil' and then two (two)
Make you a three and a four, never buy boats and whores (whores)
Rich man rules, you learn 'em (learn 'em), ride 'em, rent 'em, return 'em
Try me, I put burner to sternum (yeah) and send you to God the Eternal

Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (juice)
This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (new)
If I can't flip a profit, nigga, what's the use? (Use)
Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I know your eyes on me when I'm slidin' through (slidin', ho)
Just know I raise the bar with everything I do

Back in the lab, give me my coat and my goggles (give me my goggles)
This is that chemistry that no other nigga can follow (follow)
Down the rabbit hole, we're plannin' on makin' 'em swallow (makin' 'em swallow)
Apocalyptic, cryptic messages to my followers (followers)
Still shouting "F*ck the po-po" 'cause they bust like shottas
But let a nigga kill another nigga, that ain't no problem
Trigonometry for the fake broke, and I make most
Of my time when I'm in this space, folks, they're keeping us divided by race, ho
For riots, looters, vaccine boosters, f*ck Billy Gates and the track team shooters
No spoon of cotton, that shit rotten when you filter through it
This that trunk-knockin' music, the goons and dope boys abuse it
They'll pull their choppers and knock a chunk off the top of your noodle
See, I convert the brain, break it down and work the game
Like referees, remember me? The wave the size of hurricane
The way I'm slidin' and swervin', everybody's got to be perfect
Everybody got to be nervous when when 'Twan and Michael resurface, ha

Hater-free (hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (juice)
This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (new)
If I can't flip a profit, nigga, what's the use? (Use)
Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I know your eyes on me when I'm slidin' through (slidin', ho)
Just know I raise the bar with everything I do
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Writer: Antwan Patton, Michael Render
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Big Boi
Featuring: Sleepy Brown, Killer Mike
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Antwan Patton, Michael Render

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