Suckas Lyrics - Singles - Philly's Most Wanted

Know what I need y'all to do? C'mon 

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce 

Bounce, bounce, bounce 

What's a sucka? 

The type nigga run around frontin' 

Aim with the click but still be Most Wanted 

What's a sucka? 

Type that start it but won't finish it 

Act like a thug when he really wasn't in this shit 

Suckas, the type that ain't gettin' no cheddar 

And can't afford Cris so he save Mo better 

Suckas, type that hate to mention that we buzzin' 

But quick to tell a bitch that me and Mr. is cousins 

You know, suckas 

Thanks to you, he had to die 

But you only shot back 'cause you were scared and was high 

Suckas, like to run his mouth like a bitch 

Cocktail him and he's lookin' at 10 and then he snitch 

Suckas, the type front like he got ends 

And his whip paint his different numbers off of his Benz 

Suckas, you know that type that never had nothin' 

Soon as I fuck a bitch he got to have somethin' 

Suckas, you know Bonic know that type cat 

I ask is that your bitch you like 

"We ain't like that" 

Suckas, first name Tommy, last Tucker 

I leave you I'm talkin' about you motherfucker 

It's funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

What's a sucka? The type who see me and turn jell 

Suckas, say my chain ain't platinum he can tell 

When he put it in his hand and weigh it like it's a scale 

Suckas, play thugs till you see 'em in jail 

Sucka shit, hate on you quick in front of chicks 

You see 'em and they be like 

"Man I ain't say that dumb shit" 

Suckas, for nothin', push your wig back 

Tellin' everybody where Bonic and Mr. live at 

Suckas, get robbed know exactly who did it 

And actin' like it's beef and really be cool wit it 

What's a sucka? Cuttin' on niggas in front of people 

Scared later on get his own head to beep you 

On his voice mail sayin', "We got the same people" 

Suckas, don't cock the gun, they'd rather run 

But never M R dot 'cause I'm not the one 

And you say you're not a sucker, why you feel like one? 

It's funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Hey yo it's Bonic baby, playa ball OG 

From gazen ever, to J A C O B 

Gang come wit me whenever I'm OT 

And the nigga that they can't fuck with? Oh, me 

Suckas, hate 'cause they bitch like Mr. 

And know I'm a fuck if that bitch got a sister 

Suckas, them industry niggas that try to fake me 

And act like they don't know that Most Wanted 'bout to take me 

And get more money than a lil bit, you? A lil bit 

You doin' all this shit, Most Wanted is done wit 

And fuck your own head I'm the one he come get 

Suckas, I make them niggas pat chromes right 

While we bang BBS they rockin' Rhymestones 

Mr. get ya, hit ya, twist ya, right out the frame 

When I snap get the picture? 

Flow airtight like Glad bags with Zippers 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Funny how, now, girls they hooch out 

Most Wanted gettin' money and them niggas hot now 

Suckas, suckas, suckas, suckas