| On my way to Bootsy Bellows with hella the hoes
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| Try and think what I’ma tell 'em when they get alone
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| I’m a glutton for women I shouldn’t yearn for
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| Shouldn’t be tempted, but baby, I like to hurt, or
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| Maybe 'cause I was searchin', I found me the perfect person
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| But me and her didn’t work out, she buried what she worked for
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| And I carried the bitterness of a kola nut
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| Nigerian shit, my parents never showed much
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| Womanizer, probably could’ve been a feminist
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| 'Cause I respect 'em, but Lord, I got polygamy problems
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| The hoodie come from Barneys, spendin' money is therapeutic
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| To wear the shit they don’t think that you care to buy
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| So we buying Prada, Balenciaga like it is nada
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| In the Ferrari, my fear is God and tax problems
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| Pyer Moss, I dropped ten on my last visit
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| And half that up at Saks, I favor black businesses
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| Sue me, l’m rootin' for everybody that black, yeah, uh huh, yeah
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| Sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that black, yo, yo yo, look, look
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| Sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that black
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| Spent 'bout two racks on handmade durags
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| Sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that black
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| That’s everybody from sports to college class to rap, I’m back
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| Hold up, yo, look
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| People, people, the high life is a movie, we ain’t promised a sequel
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| Ambition, my second album, how was you sleepin'?
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| Dropped the album with Seinfeld, they thought I was tweakin'
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| A prophet, a genius
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| I’m flyin' with Lena, I’m ridin' with Nina
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| One write for the Chi, one right where I need her
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| The funny thing is I’ll always be single
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| I love me some Logan, I love me some Issa
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| I’ll never get either
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| Those women are queens, me? |
| I’m a drunk, I’m a demon
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| Heaven knows I’m a dreamer
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| I seen Taraji and Kelvin, always hope I could be that
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| I fell in love with an actress actin' like she don’t need me
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| Polarizin' the sun, underrated again
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| Show business will never love you the way you love it
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| You come and we go, they quick to forget
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| So every bourgeois event I attend, I tell 'em this
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| Sue me, l’m rootin' for everybody that black, yeah, uh huh, yeah
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| Sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that black, yo, yo yo, look, look
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| Sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that black
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| Spent 'bout two racks on handmade durags
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| Sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that black
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| That’s everybody from sports to college class to rap, I’m back
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| I need you to know you’re so beautiful
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| I need you to know you’re so beautiful, oh
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| Okay, sue me, I’m rootin' for everybody that’s black
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| Everybody be asking my sixth album my last
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| I’m super sick of this business
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| My daughter missin' me, nigga
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| The whip is bullet repellent
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| But they gon' kill me with tax
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| Niggas really on clout, they ain’t checkin' for stats
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| Who a decade or better, givin' niggas decadent rap
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| Respect is in order, hate me, better do it loud
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| Root for everybody black, haters say «That's crazy, wow»
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| That’s crazy, wow |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sue Me , by - Wale. Song from the album Wow... That's Crazy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп