Lame
Sada Baby
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(You stupid ass lil' boy) Bitch move something Bitch, huh Make her put them Bitch move something Ayy, uh, huh Break a brick down serve something Throw them Ruccis on yo' whip and then swerve something Bust that nigga in his ear because he heard something Don't give that bitch you with a dime until she earn something Make her put them pills on the road, bitch move something Show them boys you ain't no hoe, go on and shoot something F*ck that dissing on them songs, nigga do something, huh I'm on the block with bout two hunnid I got new money Chum got shoot money Em got old money Wildman got bro money I fucked yo' bitch and snatched her soul now I got yo'( money And yo' hoe money Now you got no money Don't want that pop unless I put some drop up in it Bet top doller that my pops will f*ck your pops up nigga I said Skilla daddy gone so we gone share my papa nigga And if you f*ck around with lil' bro we tear your block up nigga Chopper and a Glock the size of Andy Milonakis nigga I sip lots of Wocky and my pockets got that gwuap up in them I don't f*ck with thots most of them blocked after my cock up in them It's a bunch of snakes up on your squad how is you rockin' with them Lame ass nigga What you claim ass nigga I'm a 7 Mile Capernilla gang member drop a fella F*ck a nigga mama then make her cook me hot spaghetti My big brother richer than you nigga eating dry spaghetti My lil' nigga not your big homie y'all tryna cop a Presi' Ain't worry about keeping it copacetic we hold choppers steady Walk around with them no sissy dubs tryna not get arrested Can't not be ready we got scopes on them bitches with the legs Lil Blood watching for the feds, your baby mama play in my dreads I fucked her on your bed, she don't even give you head Light skin nigga you red Front your move you dead Right on a nigga like lead Loose leaf paper get shred All these cans make a keg Make sure my niggas get fed Yeah, hmm Green bean of the infrared Triple beam of the fish scale Foreign whip I'm a fish tail Unc' telling me brick tales Break a brick down serve something Throw them Ruccis on yo' whip and then swerve something Bust that nigga in his ear because he heard something Don't give that bitch you with a dime until she earn something Make her put them pills on the road, bitch move something Show them boys you ain't no hoe, go on and shoot something F*ck that dissing on them songs, nigga do something, huh I'm on the block with bout two hunnid I got new money Chum got shoot money Em got old money Wildman got bro money I fucked yo' bitch and snatched her soul now I got yo'( money And yo' hoe money Now you got no money, hm-hm
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Written by: Casada Aaron Sorrell
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