August Alsina

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Sucka

[August:]

Why you callin my whole problems, them your problems... [dial tone]

Then you callin back nigga fuck that call your chick this my phone

Last time I checked I was full grown

So I ain't got time to play withcha

Keep on talking that bullshit

I might make your girl a twit picture

Pose, yeah

Your chick will be lovin that

My spot be the place she get her lovin at (loving at)

Don't be mad 'cause I didn't know she was your girl then

Now you sad sayin that August stole your girlfriend.

[Chorus:]

Love is for suckers that's why I don't trust em

'Cause you tryin cuff em

You end up in trouble sayin

Love is for suckers that's why I don't need it

'Cause when she say she love you

She'll make you believe that you're in love

(Love, love love, love love)

Now she got you open and she got you hopin you're in love

(Love love love, love love)

But you shouldn't trust her 'cause you just a sucka for love

(Oh oh ohhh you),

You're not in love, you're just a sucka for love

Uh uh uh, you're not in love, you're just a sucka for love

[Lloyd:]

What's up homie? What's goin on? I heard you gotta lame nigga calling your phone

He got this game all wrong, if he had any words witcha

He's a fool to be calling you, guess he don't see the big picture (LOVE!)

That four letter word will have you sick, and love will have a nigga losing it

Cause he thought he could trust her and she ain't like the others so he thought he could love her

But now he's saying...