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Barz Video (MV)




Performed By: Suka Suka
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Laith Alsous




Suka Suka - Barz Lyrics
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Suka Suka baby I ain't out here rappin for fun
When weigh my weed out weigh that shit by the ton
I ain't even on the court but still ball like lebron
Cuz when I walk inside the building I man feel like the Don
Cuz It don't matter where I am in the world at the moment all you motherf*ckin bitches always tryna f*cking play me
I don't give a damn if you chokin all these motherf*ckers broken I dont even think that god can f*ckin save me
I'm just flowin with the beat and you know it's off topic
If you got a jaw probably I'm bout to drop it
Someone call Dre he's a certified doctor
And imma test ya wife I'm a certified proctor
Ya I'm from New York u can catch me reppin Yankee
You'll prolly catch me in my Timbs too quite frankly
My haircut clean shout out to my nigga Frankie
And if you catchem dancin he gon keep that leg stanky
Best believe that shit a fact
Big homie just relax
I really post pics just to see how hoes react
Boonk gang shit man shout out to the homie Max
And if you get to cappin shout out to the homie Brax
Here we go again Suka out here f*ckin speedin it up
Changed the flow three times I'm just beating it up
If there's ever any beef Suka eatin it up
And gettin the dub while pussy niggas chill in the cut
I keep it smooth real icy like hockey
Nobody goin off the beat like bib papi
And the opps they see me and they know they can't stop me
So I laugh as I f*ckin walk by Ha sorry
If I make it I wanna vibe with it
No bullshit imma put some time in it
Maybe just relax with some f*ckin dime bitches
But I'm focused on the money always aiming for the riches
Suka never mind alittle bit of competition
Heard a nigga talkin shit started talkin to his sister
Get to actin outta pocket imma go and keep my distance
I did it on my own I don't need no damn assistance
I Been in the booth for a while they don't want me to stop
Lucky for them I ain't stoppin till I get to the top
I ain't makin club music, this that shit u can bop
Who else u know hit the streets when they reppin the block
Who else u know ballin out so they pass me the rock
Who else you know chillin while they sippin on that ciroc
Who else you know keep it cool I only drink on the rocks
Been in the game since Bill Gates put that X in the Box
But Steve Jobs probably the nigga that would match my character
Because we started at the crib and now the bitches stare at us
I hopped up on the beat and absolutely f*ckin teared it up
I challenge any nigga with the chops to try back it up
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Suka Suka baby I ain't out here rappin for fun
When weigh my weed out weigh that shit by the ton
I ain't even on the court but still ball like lebron
Cuz when I walk inside the building I man feel like the Don
Cuz It don't matter where I am in the world at the moment all you motherf*ckin bitches always tryna f*cking play me
I don't give a damn if you chokin all these motherf*ckers broken I dont even think that god can f*ckin save me
I'm just flowin with the beat and you know it's off topic
If you got a jaw probably I'm bout to drop it
Someone call Dre he's a certified doctor
And imma test ya wife I'm a certified proctor
Ya I'm from New York u can catch me reppin Yankee
You'll prolly catch me in my Timbs too quite frankly
My haircut clean shout out to my nigga Frankie
And if you catchem dancin he gon keep that leg stanky
Best believe that shit a fact
Big homie just relax
I really post pics just to see how hoes react
Boonk gang shit man shout out to the homie Max
And if you get to cappin shout out to the homie Brax
Here we go again Suka out here f*ckin speedin it up
Changed the flow three times I'm just beating it up
If there's ever any beef Suka eatin it up
And gettin the dub while pussy niggas chill in the cut
I keep it smooth real icy like hockey
Nobody goin off the beat like bib papi
And the opps they see me and they know they can't stop me
So I laugh as I f*ckin walk by Ha sorry
If I make it I wanna vibe with it
No bullshit imma put some time in it
Maybe just relax with some f*ckin dime bitches
But I'm focused on the money always aiming for the riches
Suka never mind alittle bit of competition
Heard a nigga talkin shit started talkin to his sister
Get to actin outta pocket imma go and keep my distance
I did it on my own I don't need no damn assistance
I Been in the booth for a while they don't want me to stop
Lucky for them I ain't stoppin till I get to the top
I ain't makin club music, this that shit u can bop
Who else u know hit the streets when they reppin the block
Who else u know ballin out so they pass me the rock
Who else you know chillin while they sippin on that ciroc
Who else you know keep it cool I only drink on the rocks
Been in the game since Bill Gates put that X in the Box
But Steve Jobs probably the nigga that would match my character
Because we started at the crib and now the bitches stare at us
I hopped up on the beat and absolutely f*ckin teared it up
I challenge any nigga with the chops to try back it up
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Writer: Laith Alsous
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