GWAR - Stuck Us With A Sucka lyrics
[GWAR - Stuck Us With A Sucka lyrics]
Miss Thang Lady Dee gotta story to tell y'all
Sad tale 'bout what happened to Gang Bang
Back in the hood, I'm known as Miss Thang
I used to be the leader of
A band they called Gang Bang
DJ Jerry C cut the tracks that were funky
Crowds hooked on the jams
Addicted like junkies
But our songs they weren't sellin'
No gold records on the wall
When the phone started bellin'
We finally got the call
From the big time label known
As White Boy Records
They said they'd cut a deal and
Our words would be heard
On the streets, in the cars, on the air
In the hood our songs would be played and
The sales would be good
We'd be the biggest thing
No other band could match
We said "That all sounds great but
There's gotta be a catch"
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
(Oreo, Oreo, Oreo)
My name is Oreo and I'm cuddly-cold chillin'
A tale must be told
Then I'm wuddily wuh willin'
To tell all of you that
The story's got a villain
Giddly-Glomco is the label that
We're dealin' with
Them had a piddly-plan
Them was jumpin' for joy
Them knew they had us trapped
Now our frontman is a toy
By a toy, he means the sucka was a robot
(Right)
That was the catch that we didn't know about
Come on, Roundboy
Now you're missing the point
Got your head in the clouds cause
Some bitch is on your joint
How you gonna face your friends in the hood
When you're stuck with a sucka
And the sucka's no good
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
Corporation built me to be a sucka sell out
I'd be a hit, there'd be no doubt
My wiring was faulty, something gone wrong
I couldn't tap my feet to
The tempo of the song
Got a cyborg brain and my pistons are pumpin'
Can't find the beat when I'm
On the stage jumpin'
My rap is overrated, my servo's gold plated
It's my program's fault that
My ego's inflated
I might be round and I might be slow
I tell ya one thing: the robot's gotta go
I do like the bitches and I do like the dough
I tell you again: the robot's gotta go
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
Sad tale 'bout what happened to Gang Bang
Back in the hood, I'm known as Miss Thang
I used to be the leader of
A band they called Gang Bang
DJ Jerry C cut the tracks that were funky
Crowds hooked on the jams
Addicted like junkies
But our songs they weren't sellin'
No gold records on the wall
When the phone started bellin'
We finally got the call
From the big time label known
As White Boy Records
They said they'd cut a deal and
Our words would be heard
On the streets, in the cars, on the air
In the hood our songs would be played and
The sales would be good
We'd be the biggest thing
No other band could match
We said "That all sounds great but
There's gotta be a catch"
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
(Oreo, Oreo, Oreo)
My name is Oreo and I'm cuddly-cold chillin'
A tale must be told
Then I'm wuddily wuh willin'
To tell all of you that
The story's got a villain
Giddly-Glomco is the label that
We're dealin' with
Them had a piddly-plan
Them was jumpin' for joy
Them knew they had us trapped
Now our frontman is a toy
By a toy, he means the sucka was a robot
(Right)
That was the catch that we didn't know about
Come on, Roundboy
Now you're missing the point
Got your head in the clouds cause
Some bitch is on your joint
How you gonna face your friends in the hood
When you're stuck with a sucka
And the sucka's no good
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
Corporation built me to be a sucka sell out
I'd be a hit, there'd be no doubt
My wiring was faulty, something gone wrong
I couldn't tap my feet to
The tempo of the song
Got a cyborg brain and my pistons are pumpin'
Can't find the beat when I'm
On the stage jumpin'
My rap is overrated, my servo's gold plated
It's my program's fault that
My ego's inflated
I might be round and I might be slow
I tell ya one thing: the robot's gotta go
I do like the bitches and I do like the dough
I tell you again: the robot's gotta go
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck us, they stuck us
They stuck us with a sucka
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck
Us with a sucka