Suede

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Hey, yes Lord!
 Uh
 Smoother than a motherfucker
 Suede on the inside
 Candy paint, candy paint
 I ain't gotta tell you what the rims look like
 Look, I'm gripping wood like a motherfucker
 She ask me can her friend ride
 Kelly wanna have a drink
 And shorty wanna pop pills all night
 Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck
 You gon' listen to this Marvin
 You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone
 Oh ya'll niggas want that Barry White?
 Well, I don't really fuck with that right there
 That could make a nigga act up right there
 Well go and get your rocks off, boo
 Nah, nah, nah
 (I don't really do all that, but its more for you)
 I'm far from a pimp, but I'm close to you
 You fucking with an old soul, twice removed
 My pops used to work up on them fighter jets
 Maybe that's the reason I be (airplane noise) through
 Now who the fuck called me a player?
 I ain't one these young niggas out here sweating for a pay stub
 I'm a coach, I'mma teach these bitches how to layup
 Now most of ya'll can't do shit
 But all my chicks cook grits
 And roll a spliff, at the same damn time
 You ain't live long enough, to have a bitch this fine
 Now if you don't mind
 If I call you a bitch
 It's cause you're my bitch
 And as long as no one else call you a bitch
 Then there won't be no problems
 If I call you a trick
 It's cause you paid rent
 And as long as you don't call after 6
 Then there won't be any problems
 Walk with me now
 She with it, She with it
 Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it
 She with it, She with it
 All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga
 She with it, She with it
 Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping
 She with it, She with it
 Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
 Yes Lord!
 My momma said don't trust these hoes, boy be about your loot
 (True story!)
 Now if my momma told me that, why the fuck would I listen to you?
 (Yes Lord!)
 Never go broke chasing riches
 But you might go broke chasing every lil snake ass ho with a tongue piercing
 Now
 If I call you a bitch
 It's cause you're my bitch
 And as long as no one else call you a bitch
 Then there won't be no problems
 If I call you a trick
 It's cause you paid rent
 And as long as you don't call after 6
 Then there won't be any problems
 Walk with me now
 She with it, She with it
 Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it
 She with it, She with it
 All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga
 She with it, She with it
 Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping
 She with it, She with it
 Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
 Yes Lord!

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Duration
03:01
Key
2
Tempo
117 BPM

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