Sucka Mofo

Ah-huh (not really)
What? (What?)
Go girl (oh excuse me)

Here's a little something so apropos
A certain kind of person that you might know
If his shirt's real big and his pants real low
That's a suckamothafucka from head to toe
You might know a sucka that tries too hard
Charging big jewels on his visa card
When it's time for rent all the money's spent
That there's a suckamothafuckin indigent

Sucka put down that 40 oz. beer
You were shopping at Abercrombie just this year
So give up the gangsta shit you talking
Take your snap on grills right back to Weehawken
Shit starting, Olive Garden, all that you could eat
You've got the bread sticks and salad but the fine wine is for free

Oh no do-see-do, see you at the rodeo
You ain't scandalous, think that you could handle this?
Oh yo, gonna be spinning like rotisseree
Ooh girl, that's what up, suckamothafucka back the fuck up

(Here is the big one)
Suckamothafucks in automobiles
Neon lights underneath your monster truck wheels
With your chain link light up vanity plate
You need a spoiler so big just to get a date
Got the kids in the back and you're sipping on a Coors
With your pro-life sticker like the choice is yours
And if we want to know who you voted for
You got Bush on your bumper and a baby on board

You got a brand new car should have bought the hybrid
'Cause you could afford it and I wish that I did
Change your mind and all that you stand for
Put a llama in your life and bring back Al Gore
Suckamothafuckas in SUVs
Driving around the block just smoking trees
Misinforming so alarming, don't believe in global warming?

Oh no do-see-do, see you at the rodeo
You ain't scandalous, think that you could handle this?
Oh yo, gonna be spinning like rotisseree
Ooh girl, that's what up, suckamothafucka back the fuck up

Tell me who's the suckamothafucka now
Tell me who's the suckamothafucka now
Tell me who's the suckamothafucka now
Tell me who's the mothafuckinsucka now
Tell me who's the suckamothafucka now
Tell me who's the mothafuckinsucka now
Tell me who's the suckamothafucka now
Tell me who's the mothafuckinsucka now

Oh no do-see-do, see you at the rodeo
You ain't scandalous, think that you could handle this?
Oh yo, gonna be spinning like rotisseree
Ooh girl, that's what up, suckamothafucka back the fuck up

Going to the bank in my neighborhood
Wearing sweatpants and it don't look good
Hear a mothafucka mumble when I walk by
He look me up and down and I know why
"How you doin' girls? You know you're looking fine
And the view if even better from behind
Why don't you sit yourself down upon my crate?
Bring along your girls from Northern State"

Sir, it seems you may lack employment and
I don't exist just for your enjoyment
See I'm just trying to get from point B to point A
So suckamothafucka get out my way

This one's going out to the Democrats
2004, y'all came real wack
But now that we got some real candidates
Can we please come correct in 2008?

Gun around, not going down



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Keefe Horovitz, Caleb Shreve, Julie Potash, Correne Spero, Robyn Goodmark
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