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- Sada Baby Whole Lotta Choppas 歌词
- Sada Baby
- The Coal Cash Collection
I'm bool
Ayy yo cash I think we got one
Ooh lil' b***h wan' ride it
Told the b***h don't get out her body
Hmm get right beside me
I'ma get in that thang get to slidin'
This b***h makin' me feel erotic
Huh she gotta get on this rocket
I don't give a f**k 'bout her milage
And her grandmom related to the Winans
Ooh that's the s**t that I like
You a church girl b***h you like Christ
Hmm you ain't never had pipe
Least not this kind I'ma f**k you all night
Off a Perc' hmm off a thirty pack
Yeah leave a b***h with the hurt back
Where the work
Hmm where the work at
My young n***as wakin' up to serve that
They wanna see me do my dance
In these thousand-dollar pants
Don't disrespect me and my mans
Bang whole lotta choppers on your a*s
Scram we just put them dollars on your head
Snitchin'-a*s n***a gave his mama to the feds
Little brother big brother Sada got the dreads
DZ DT Sada keep the bands
Lil' b***h can't keep her p***y out my hands
Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands
I was stackin' blues run up Tookies on they a*s
I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they a*s
I be in they nerves G weed gave me is bustin'
'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed I'm never stressin'
I can see the booty from the bottom that thing come double decker
Let my white boy shoot on that thing he Sam Dekker
Heard you used to chew on that thing Hannibal Lecter
Have you poppin' all of the pills like Heath Ledger
These drugs ain't a joke my n***a I'm just tellin' you
Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you
They wanna see me do my thang
In these brand-new VV chains
Don't disrespect me and my gang
Bang t-shirt full of blood stains
Mmm already had dirt on your name
Now your best friend got a t-shirt of your name dig that
Big body swerve in your lane
AK hit a n***a in the stomach knock off your six-pack
Like cinema just hear the click-clack
Now that's end of riff-raff that's the end of the bulls**t
You know I got a full clip
Hmm walk out and use it
Walked right past your b***h I had to say excuse me
Hmm I thought she was a groupie
Come to find out b***h pulled up ridin' with a goofy huh
Hmm that was you huh
Huh you wasn't on that couch me and uie
Had b***hes in the wop shakin' booty
Had 'em in the parking lot showin' coochie
Had 'em in the bathroom actin' unruly huh
Lil' b***h wan' ride it
Told the b***h don't get out her body
Hmm get right beside me
I'ma get in that thang get to slidin'
This b***h makin' me feel erotic
Huh she gotta get on this rocket
I don't give a f**k 'bout her milage
And her grandmom related to the Winans
They wanna see me do my dance
In these thousand-dollar pants
Don't disrespect me and my mans
Bang whole lotta choppers on your a*s huh
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