Suga Free, Playa Hamm - Don't No Suckaz Live Here lyrics

I'm coming out of twi-light sneak like God!
"Num Yo-Ho Ren-Ge Kyo-Ho" naw baby
I'm that brother that you used to
Dream about in yo bed
When you woke up, soaking wet between yo leg
You ain't runnin' nothin' here but your mouth
And trippin' is what you do
But money's what I'm about
You messin' up again with me
When will you learn?
Knowing dog-on well humidity messes
Up my perm so fly! So right!
Now let me take a picture of
This pitchure and you decide
I see some watered down
Fools amongst my pimpsmanship
Hey Bubba, you with me?
(yeah, playa) They can't pimp me
I'm a genuine mack and if you got some dirt
We'll put it in a pot and plant it
If it grow that'll hurt
So what really separates me from you is
I'm never satisfied when it come to my chips
So you, you, him her, them fools in the back
Suckas, tricks, bloods, crips
I'm a west coast mack
From me to you, straight from the street
A thousand dollas a day multiplied by
Each blister on her feet
Equals me, Playa-Hamm and DJ Quik
Now substract that by a sucka like
You and what you get?
I'm getting treated like I'm Ama-Deus
A playa like Horisson
Cooler than Arthur Fonserelly and
Free like Jim Morisson

Don't no suckas live here
You can bet yo bottom dollar on that
Don't no suckas live here
You can bet yo bottom dollar on that
Don't no suckas live here
You can bet yo bottom dollar on that
Don't no suckas live here
Keep on nockin' but you can't come in

I'm in the hood, rum on the wood
It's recognizeable got fatty-assed pockets
They end up for the sizeable
I'm liable to take this playa
Shit where it never been
Everytime I pick up my pen
I puts it down lifestyle this how I'm livin'
Been Up in this the whole
While they multiply the division
My pants sag
Ain't no flag though I'm associated
With pimps, hustlas
Macks and tricks who playa hate
Now these hoes, wishin they could miss me
Everytime I come around
A bitch tryina twist me
I'm disappearing like Whodini
They ain't seein' this
Up in the cut I pimp that ass
They rather pee in this
I rip the smack like it's capital
Played it like it's Cavistar
Now they Jock like I'm 2Pac
Ho-knockin with the fascinating Suga Free
P-P, motherfuckin' C
Eternally yours with the doors open wide now
Ain't no place for you fakes
And frogs to hide now
Supreme hood rat hoes, here me to the beat
Slang that ass for a chance to ride back seat
Trick niggas let 'em leap but
I can't follow 'em
Thirty minutes in the suite
They wanna swollow cum
The drama unfolds bitch
Everywhere the P flows
I ain't pennin' pussy
But this is how it goes

Don't no suckas live here
You can bet yo bottom dollar on that
Don't no suckas live here
You can bet yo bottom dollar on that
Don't no suckas live here
You can bet yo bottom dollar on that
Don't no suckas live here
Keep on nockin' but you can't come in

Baby, you know that "Welcome" sign you seen
Before you came into my house
Put a "U-N" on that welcome and turn
Around and get the hell out
And don't tell your boyfriend you live here
Game and I put you stuff in
Storage on your mama's name
Now see baby run, run baby run
Here I come with DJ Quik
Ray-Dog and Shot Gun
I bust a trick, with my trick, by my trick
In front of my trick
In back of my trick and on
The side of my trick, trick! Oh, no baby
What you mean you didn't get your check?
You better call your case worker
Before I break your neck
But y'all broke-ass brothers wanna give
Them freaks a chance
Potna that junk played out with Atari
Tuck skins and parachute pants
So say what's up to
Your forever-treatin-a-freak bad
Friendly-neighborhood-playa-potna Suga Free
Man ah ha, parlez-vus français? Oui, oui!
Sabes español? Si!
International playa, baby!

No! No! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! yeah! yeah!