Текст песни AMG - Sucka For Luv
AMG - Sucka For Luv слова песни
Nigga youse a..[AMG]Uh uhh! Yeah, uhhUh, uhh, uhhOne time for you mindUh, uhh, uhhYouse a.. sucka..Yeah, yesI once met a nigga who was cool and shitSo what? So I let him hang with my clickSaid he pimped hoes, and he knew how to make endsSaid he even had a BenzAnd a house in Atlanta, G-A, and in L.A.and he fucked different hoes every day-ahI said, "Nigga since we all in the same gamemight as well let our motherfuckin nuts hang"But shit got funny when it came down to makin moneyFound out he was a dummyAnd the pussy made him swayAnd it wasn`t no different hoe each and every dayBut trip, that ain`t it, he went out like a bitchSayin my shit was his shit (nah)Now he`s on the way to player`s courtGettin charged for fakin the funkYou little punk, youse a sucka[Chorus]Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love (nigga youse a sucka)Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love (punk youse a sucka)Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love (check this out)Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love..[AMG]I got a homey who calls me a captaincause I get a lot of hoes from the rappinBut I ain`t no trick, I`m into hoe hoppinBut guess who I see in the mall shoppin?Diggin way down deep in them Kani sweatsSpendin dough on a hoe that he ain`t bumped yetAnd he don`t wanna see me, but I make it knownCause the hoe that he with I already bonedAnd the bitch actin like she don`t know a brotherAnd this nigga holdin on to her like he love herI looked him dead in the face and said, "Whassup Trace?(Nigga) Ask you girl how my dick taste"And he wanted to fight, talkin bout I ain`t right(Nigga please) Nigga flyin like a kiteNow he got two babies by her and he stillcallin me a liar, she`s his wife and he`s a sucka for life[Chorus]Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love (nigga youse a sucka for life)Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love (sucka youse a sucka for life)Nigga, youse a sucka for love (for life)Nigga youse a sucka for love .. (for life)Nigga, youse a sucka for love (and y`all hoes out there..)Nigga youse a sucka for love..[AMG]Now in ninety-fo`, hoes gettin luckylike a four leaf clover, but I`m still a Rover (woof)And it`s kinda strange, when you see `em rollin in the Rangewith a coach bag full of cashWearin Donna Karan but I ain`t sharin my money witcha freakYou can call me cheapor you can call me crazy, whatcha gonna dowhen your ass get fat and lazy, house full of babiesAnd don`t blame it on your baby`s daddy (uh uhh)Cause you let him buy ya, then you let him try yaAnd when he left you was broker than a joke (uh uhh)Lookin for another, so you can puckerup your lips, and kiss him on the thang thangWhip it on him real good, and it`s the same gameSo who you tryin to fool and clownI`ma hound from my head to the groundBeitch, so bitch get a sucka[Chorus]Nigga, youse a sucka for loveNigga youse a sucka for love (you better get a sucka)Nigga, youse a sucka for love (hoe)Nigga youse a sucka for love (bitch get a sucka)Bitch, youse a sucka for loveBitch youse a sucka for love (uhh)Nigga, youse a sucka for loveBitch youse a sucka for love..[AMG]Aoww, niggaz out there, playin trick or treatAnd hoes out thereTryin to rob a nigga for his endsEat a dick up..Yeah, cause nigga youse a sucka for loveIf you`re fallin for thatYeah..Yeah, welcome to the A.M. y`allUhh..And no can do hoeBitch, get a sucka for love