SUEDE
Anderson .Paak Lyrics


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Hey, hey (ayy, ayy)
Yes Lord

Uh, 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 (woo)
She ask me can her friend ride
Kelly wanna have a drink
And shorty wanna pop pills all night
Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck (woo)
You gon' listen to this Marvin
You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone
Oh y'all 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 it's more for you
(Come on, yes Lord) 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 (yes Lord)
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'ma teach these bitches how to layup
Now most of y'all can't do shit
But all my chicks cook grits (hey, hey)
Uh, 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, nah
If I call you a trick
It's 'cause you paid rent
And as long as you don't call after six
Then there won't be no problems
Walk with me now

She with it, she with it
Shit, keep it three hundred I ain't even gotta hit it
She with it, she with it
All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning (yeah), nigga
She with it, she with it
Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping (uh)
She with it, she with it
Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
Yes Lord (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' stank-ass ho with a tongue piercing, now

If I call you a bitch (woo)
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, nah
If I call you a trick
It's 'cause you paid rent
And as long as you don't call after six
Then there won't be no problems
Walk with me now

She with it, she with it
Shit, keep it three hundred I ain't even gotta hit it, nigga
She with it, she with it
All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning (yeah), nigga
She with it, she with it
Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping (uh)
She with it, she with it




Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
Yes Lord (yes Lord)

Overall Meaning

The song "Suede" by Anderson .Paak & The Free Nationals is a smooth, laid-back track that features Anderson .Paak's effortless flow and soulful vocals. The lyrics describe Anderson .Paak's cool demeanor and his interactions with women. He compares himself to a smooth piece of suede on the inside, and boasts about his candy-painted car and the women who want to ride with him. He's unapologetically confident in his taste in music, preferring Marvin Gaye and Bloodstone over Barry White. He also clarifies that he only calls women "bitch" or "trick" if they belong to him and are paying him rent. The song is a celebration of Anderson .Paak's charm and swagger, as well as his love of classic soul and R&B music.


Overall, "Suede" is a thematically consistent and well-crafted song that highlights Anderson .Paak's talent as a rapper and singer. The lyrics are clever and filled with memorable lines, such as the repeated "she with it" refrain. The song's smooth production and catchy hook make it a standout track on Anderson .Paak's album, "Venice." It's a perfect example of Anderson .Paak's unique blend of modern rap and classic soul music, which has earned him a devoted fanbase and critical acclaim.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, hey (ayy, ayy)
Greeting or acknowledgement.


Yes Lord
Affirmation or agreement.


Uh, smoother than a motherfucker
I'm very smooth or cool.


Suede on the inside
Referring to my personality being smooth like the inside of a suede material.


Candy paint, candy paint
Referring to a candy-colored car.


I ain't gotta tell you what the rims look like
Implying that the rims match the paint job in color or style.


Look, I'm gripping wood like a motherfucker (woo)
Driving while holding onto the wooden steering wheel.


She ask me can her friend ride
A woman asks if her friend can come along for the ride.


Kelly wanna have a drink
Someone named Kelly wants to have a drink.


And shorty wanna pop pills all night
Another woman wants to take pills for a night of partying.


Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck (woo)
Don't touch the music playing in the car.


You gon' listen to this Marvin
Listening to Marvin Gaye's music on the tape deck.


You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone
Listening to Bloodstone's music on the tape deck.


Oh y'all niggas want that Barry White?
Asking if others want to listen to Barry White's music.


Well, I don't really fuck with that right there
Not wanting to listen to Barry White's music.


That could make a nigga act up right there
Barry White's music could make someone act out of character.


Well go and get your rocks off, boo
If you want to listen to Barry White's music, go ahead.


Nah, nah, nah, I don't really do all that, but it's more for you
Not wanting to listen to other music, but others can if they want.


(Come on, yes Lord) I'm far from a pimp, but I'm close to you
Not a pimp, but close to this person.


You fucking with an old soul, twice removed
Having an old-fashioned or traditional mindset.


My pops used to work up on them fighter jets
My father used to work on fighter planes.


Maybe that's the reason I be through (yes Lord)
Possibly why I am the way I am.


Now who the fuck called me a player?
Asking who called me a player (someone who has many romantic partners).


I ain't one these young niggas out here sweating for a pay stub
Not a young person struggling to make money.


I'm a coach, I'ma teach these bitches how to layup
I'm a mentor who will educate these women on how to achieve their goals.


Now most of y'all can't do shit
Many people are not skilled or are incompetent.


But all my chicks cook grits (hey, hey)
All of my women are capable and cook grits (a southern dish).


Uh, and roll a spliff, at the same damn time
Rolling a joint and doing something else concurrently.


You ain't live long enough, to have a bitch this fine
You're too young or inexperienced to have a woman as attractive as mine.


If I call you a bitch, it's 'cause you're my bitch
Referring to a woman as mine, but not intended as an insult.


And as long as no one else call you a bitch
It's only acceptable coming from me and not from anyone else.


Then there won't be no problems, nah
If only I call her that, there won't be any issues.


If I call you a trick, it's 'cause you paid rent
If I refer to someone as a 'trick,' it's because they paid me for sex work.


And as long as you don't call after six
Don't contact me after 6PM.


Then there won't be no problems
If you follow these conditions, there won't be an issue.


She with it, she with it
She's interested and onboard.


Shit, keep it three hundred I ain't even gotta hit it
I don't even need to have sex with her.


All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning (yeah), nigga
She wants to be around someone successful.


Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping (uh)
Asserting dominance and avoiding being taken advantage of.


Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it
Having many women who are all interested in him.


My momma said don't trust these hoes, boy be about your loot
My mother warned me about trusting women and to focus on making money.


(True story) Now if my momma told me that, why the fuck would I listen to you?
If my own mother gave me that advice, I don't need to listen to anyone else's opinion.


Never go broke chasing riches
Don't become financially unstable while trying to make money.


But you might go broke chasing every lil' stank-ass ho with a tongue piercing, now
Spending money on every unimportant woman you come across will lead to bankruptcy.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brandon Paak Anderson, Gil Scott Heron, Glen Earl Boothe Jr

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Comments from YouTube:

@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

😂

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@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

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