Sucka lyrics

[Produced by Nitty]

[Chorus]
You a sucka, you a lame [x5]
You a sucka, you a mo f*cking lame
You a sucka, you a lame [3]
You a sucka, you a mo f*cking lame n*gga

[Verse 1: Rocko]
Yeah n*gga saw you get succer punched
Them young n*ggas, they ate your lunch
That what you get for talking sh*t n*gga
All that hating bout a b*tch n*gga
I heard you tricking out, I bust her in the house
I hit her in the car I hear you took her out
I put her in the club you went an took her out
I let her kiss on me you kiss her in her mouth
Soon as you go to work that’s when I come over
After, rup she goes to work she make me come over
Can’t lie I bought the girl a louis duffle, bag
Say b*tch go fill it up with ruffle
Sharing is caring I stretch her out like rubber
Pardon me but can you pardon her why you cuff her
You can’t teach a old dog new tricks
But you can teach an old b*tch how to trick a new trick
[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Too $hort]

[Chorus]