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Suckin' Fuc*In'


Trick Daddy Lyrics

 

Suckin' Fuc*In' Lyrics

Suckin' Fuc*In' by Trick Daddy


(Chorus)
Silly b**ch is f**kin me
Suckin f**kin you
Suck and f**ked my whole crew
So whatsa a nigga 'posed to do

See all my dogs is gettin cheese
Rollin D'd
They got them thangs from seventeen
Straight from overseas
Na show me sh*t I neva seen
Fullfill all my dreams
I put her down
They gimme cream
Na I'm on they team
Know what I mean
I'm representin
Realizin somthin missin
I'm on a mission
Want a million under these conditions
Which is
Marble tubs and gold dishes
The baddest b**ches
AK's fo my protection
Gotta gaurd my riches
I want the latest trends
The newest Benz
To rule his friends
To fly a plane wont be no thang then
Mosquino fo all my hoes
From draws to robes
Valet parked around like Benz I steal the whole show
They got the Trick again
I wantsta f**k they friend
Suck that pussy then f**kin beat that pussy in
She suckin f**kin me
Wanna f**k my whole crew
I'm thinkin like yo though
What's tha b**ch supposed to do

(Chorus)

One day niggaz gon learn
How hoes really work
Lil silly jerk
Done got ya feelings hurt
Now was it worth
All that agony agony
Gettin mad at me
About ya boo
But she f**kin me suckin Trick and lickin you
And doin my crew
So whatch gon do bout it
Huff and puff jump bad
Nigga I doubt it
Aint hard to fade
Get ya sh*t split real quick
Nigga you b**chmade
Done fell in love scared of the truth
And if you only knew
She's doin it do it like the screw
Na see
She's tha type a girl ya die for
And when you dead
I'll be the type of guy she lie down for
And spread them legs
And gimme head
Show me all the kinky things she do
While you R.I.P. she's throwin it back thinkin bout you
Now when I'm through
Pass through my crew
She like it wit two
Or three or four
A lil gang bang with a low class hoe
She suckin f**kin me
I really thought you knew
She wanted to f**k my crew
Now what you wanna do

(Chorus)

See all my b**ches got anotha nigga
And all my niggaz got anotha b**ch
But why these niggaz are suggest to get these b**ches rich
I buy em sh*t
Half the time
Hell I line sh*t
Every hoes a lying b**ch
Sometimes they even find sh*t
Ya b**ch is beepin me
My b**ch is beepin you
And when we hop f**ked up gonna f**k
We beat these b**ches too
These b**ches hard at first
But then they fall in
Dont ya know they call me the freaky freak of all freaks
I break these b**ches down
I make these hoes change
I sell these hoes game
f**k with theese b**ches brains
Have em wanna leave they man
Kick em out and move me in
Juice them niggaz and they plan be to bring bread

She's one of the baddest b**ches
Animal she's off tha chain
See she's hard to tame
And aint gon change
Nigga don't wreck ya brain
Over no dame
Who pullin trains
And runnin game
See I know these hoes
And what they for
Nigga it's all the same
From these slimy sl*ts
And mangy mutts
They suck and f**k
For one quick buck
And turn around and set you up
And sh*t
She suckin f**kin me
Dont give a f**k about you
She wanted to f**k my crew
Now whatcha wanna do

(Chorus)



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