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lirik lagu sada wada – sada baby

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sada wada lyrics
[intro]
(you stupid ass lil’ boy)
ayy, like who you talkin’ to?
you see the.. pokin’ out my…
ayy, i put the rock on ya, point a n*gga to the moon
ayy, like who you talkin’ to?
you don’t see the*
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yeah, ooh
ayy, ayy, hmm

[chorus]
ask that b*tch, like, “who you talkin’ to?”
like you don’t see this 30 pokin’ out my joggin’ suit?
do i look like the type of n*gga like to argue you?
i put that rocket on him, point a n*gga to the moon
i got the box slappin, jumpin’ like a barbeque
i sell that dog food, skuba keep the marmaduke
cross a n*gga out, sl!ck mouthin’, like my momma, “nah”
stomp a n*gga out, watch yo’ mouth, f*ck is wrong with you?

[verse 1]
b*tch, i’m number one, i ain’t number two
she know how to shake it ’cause she grew up off the uncle luke
and i know i can make it ’cause my baby show me what to do
you can never play me to my face ‘causе i don’t f*ck with you
and, b*tch, i got the gun and i wanna shoot
we can play it how you wanna play it, what you wanna do?
and i f*cked around with ocs up in middlе school
you baby momma stuff the pills for me and payed the bills for you
and this no lie, i can’t count the days that go by
i just know i can’t, uh, f*ck with yo’ kind
f*ck with me and i’m takin’ yo’ life
huh, the big 45, no ig, i’m endin’ yo’ life
we were sellin’ whole things and 10s in ’05
i might hop out the wraith and watch it ghost ride
[chorus]
ask that b*tch, like, “who you talkin’ to?”
like you don’t see this 30 pokin’ out my joggin’ suit?
do i look like the type of n*gga like to argue you?
i put that rocket on him, point a n*gga to the moon
i got the box slappin, jumpin’ like a barbeque
i sell that dog food, skuba keep the marmaduke
cross a n*gga out, sl!ck mouthin’, like my momma, “nah”
stomp a n*gga out, watch yo’ mouth, f*ck is wrong with you?

[verse 2]
and b*tch you know i’m young and i’m in love with you
i can never f*ck another b*tch how i be f*ckin’ you
feel like i’m off the drank when i’m layin’ up under you
you can never suck another d*ck how you be suckin’ skub
and i just spent another dub ’cause i wanted to
had to show a p*ssy n*gga this what bein’ loyal do
and i used to be a fightin’ ass n*gga when i went to school
now i’m a icy ass n*gga in my interviews
your n*gga had a [?] ‘fore i had a jeweler
shoot a n*gga in the eye, he look like rick the ruler
now my wrist look like a freezer and my wrist a cooler
my lil’ n*gga made thirty thousand in his pt cruiser
a n*gga sellin’ drugs and got a 50 shooter
say they’ll pop up at church, you think that they won’t do it
slide up, sunday evenin’, screamin’ “hallelujah”
grab my [?], make it [?], [?] tuesday
[chorus]
ask that b*tch, like, “who you talkin’ to?”
like you don’t see this 30 pokin’ out my joggin’ suit?
do i look like the type of n*gga like to argue you?
i put that rocket on him, point a n*gga to the moon
i got the box slappin, jumpin’ like a barbeque
i sell that dog food, skuba keep the marmaduke
cross a n*gga out, sl!ck mouthin’, like my momma, “nah”
stomp a n*gga out, watch yo’ mouth, f*ck is wrong with you?

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