Suede
Anderson.Paak Lyrics
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Smoother than a motherfucker
Suede on the inside
Candy paint, candy paint
I ain't gotta tell you what the rims look like
Look, I'm gripping wood like a motherfucker
Kelly wanna have a drink
And shorty wanna pop pills all night
Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck
You gon' listen to this Marvin
You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone
Oh ya'll niggas want that Barry White?
Well, I don't really fuck with that right there
That could make a nigga act up right there
Well go and get your rocks off, boo
Nah, nah, nah
(I don't really do all that, but its more for you)
I'm far from a pimp, but I'm close to you
You fucking with an old soul, twice removed
My pops used to work up on them fighter jets
Maybe that's the reason I be through
Now who the fuck called me a player?
I ain't one these young niggas out here sweating for a pay stub
I'm a coach, I'mma teach these bitches how to layup
Now most of ya'll can't do shit
But all my chicks cook grits
And roll a spliff, at the same damn time
You ain't live long enough, to have a bitch this fine
Now if you don't mind
If I call you a bitch
It's cause you're my bitch
And as long as no one else call you a bitch
Then there won't be no problems
If I call you a trick
It's cause you paid rent
And as long as you don't call after 6
Then there won't be no problems
Walk with me now
She with it, she with it
Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it
She with it, she with it
All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga
She with it, she with it
Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping
She with it, she with it
Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
Yes Lord!
My momma said don't trust these hoes, boy be about your loot
(True story!)
Now if my momma told me that, why the fuck would I listen to you?
(Yes Lord!)
Never go broke chasing riches
But you might go broke chasing every lil snake ass ho with a tongue piercing
Now
If I call you a bitch
It's cause you're my bitch
And as long as no one else call you a bitch
Then there won't be no problems
If I call you a trick
It's cause you paid rent
And as long as you don't call after 6
Then there won't be any problems
Walk with me now
She with it, she with it
Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it
She with it, she with it
All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga
She with it, she with it
Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping
She with it, she with it
Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
Yes Lord!
The lyrics to Anderson Paak's song SUEDE are a statement of confidence and swagger, with the artist asserting his power and his appeal to women. The opening lines compare himself to the texture of suede, a reference to his smoothness and sophistication, while the candy paint and rims on his car are a signal of his success and status. He boasts of his ability to attract women, but also warns them not to mess with his music or with him, as he is a man with an "old soul" and a strong sense of self.
The chorus of the song is a repetition of the idea that as long as he calls a woman his "bitch" or "trick," and as long as she doesn't call him after 6pm, there won't be any problems. This is a problematic and controversial idea, as it perpetuates the objectification and disrespect of women, reducing them to mere possessions and sexual objects. However, the song can also be read as a commentary on the power dynamics of gender and sexuality, and the differing expectations and roles that men and women are expected to play in relationships.
Overall, SUEDE is a provocative and challenging song, with lyrics that can be interpreted in different ways, depending on one's perspective and values.
Line by Line Meaning
Smoother than a motherfucker
I'm confident and cool
Suede on the inside
I've got a smooth, sophisticated side
Candy paint, candy paint
My car is shiny and eye-catching
I ain't gotta tell you what the rims look like
The details of my fancy car are obvious
Look, I'm gripping wood like a motherfucker
I'm holding on tight to my steering wheel
She ask me can her friend ride
My date asked if her friend can come with us
Kelly wanna have a drink
One of the women wants to have a drink with me
And shorty wanna pop pills all night
The other woman wants to party and take drugs
Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck
Don't touch my music
You gon' listen to this Marvin
I want you to listen to Marvin Gaye with me
You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone
I want you to listen to Bloodstone with me
Oh ya'll niggas want that Barry White?
You guys want to listen to Barry White?
Well, I don't really fuck with that right there
I don't really like that music
That could make a nigga act up right there
That song could cause someone to act out of control
Well go and get your rocks off, boo
You can listen to what you want
Nah, nah, nah
I don't really care
(I don't really do all that, but its more for you)
I don't do drugs or party like that, but you can
I'm far from a pimp, but I'm close to you
I'm not a pimp, but I'm close to you
You fucking with an old soul, twice removed
I have an old-fashioned mindset, two generations removed
My pops used to work up on them fighter jets
My dad used to work on fighter jets
Maybe that's the reason I be through
Maybe that's why I'm the way I am
Now who the fuck called me a player?
Who called me a womanizer?
I ain't one these young niggas out here sweating for a pay stub
I'm not struggling to make money like the younger guys
I'm a coach, I'mma teach these bitches how to layup
I'm a mentor, I'm going to help these women succeed
Now most of ya'll can't do shit
Most of you can't accomplish anything
But all my chicks cook grits
All of my women can cook grits (southern food)
And roll a spliff, at the same damn time
They can also roll a joint while they're cooking
You ain't live long enough, to have a bitch this fine
You haven't experienced a woman this attractive or impressive
If I call you a bitch
If I refer to you as a woman
It's cause you're my bitch
It's because you're with me
And as long as no one else call you a bitch
As long as no one else refers to you negatively
Then there won't be no problems
Then everything will be fine
If I call you a trick
If I call you someone who pays for sex
It's cause you paid rent
It's because you helped with bills
And as long as you don't call after 6
As long as you don't contact me late
She with it, she with it
She's on board with what I'm doing
Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it
I can keep it real, I don't have to sleep with her
All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga
She just wants to see someone successful (me)
Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping
Don't try to play me, I'm not easily manipulated
Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
I have a lot of women who support me
My momma said don't trust these hoes, boy be about your loot
My mom told me not to trust women, just focus on money
(True story!)
That's the truth
Now if my momma told me that, why the fuck would I listen to you?
Why should I listen to anyone else about women when I have my mom's advice?
Never go broke chasing riches
Don't lose everything in pursuit of wealth
But you might go broke chasing every lil snake ass ho with a tongue piercing
But you might lose everything if you try to date every wild woman with a tongue piercing
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@torontobud8902
I love how specifically the ladies at NPR requested suede as the last track "Oh so yall like being called bitches"
@jimmylightshow
its only cus they are his b's no one else's
@EnragedSephiroth
@@jimmylightshow as long as nobody else calls them that, then there won't be no prob-l-ems.
@xtzyshuadog
How else were the fine people at NPR gon find this
@karinamiddlebrooks2167
🤣🤣🤣 that had me dead.
@ilovebeatles64
😂
@GeminiCove
This is what makes me proud of my generations music. Anderson Paak brought the groove back.
@raquelwright1607
One of our great talents
@myhextixmind8632
I mean, you fucking with an old soul, twice removed.
@iveywebb
+90sAreTheBest ikr this nigga told you who he was lol