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letra de buddy love - sada baby

[intro]
stupid ass lil’ boy
n-gga can’t walk outside
everybody know he gon’ die
hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
hide ya’ kids, aye, hm

[hook]
hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
say he want smoke with me, everybody know he gon’ die
hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
say he want smoke with me, everybody know he gon’ die
you ain’t never k!lled no n-gga
you ain’t never k!lled no n-gga
chopper like a big boned b-tch
drums with the titties on a n-gga
you ain’t never k!lled no n-gga
fake ass silicon n-gga
chopper like a big boned b-tch
drums with the titties on a n-gga
i say hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
say he want smoke with me, everybody know he gon’ die
hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
say he want smoke with me, everybody know he gon’ die

[bridge]
chopper like a big boned b-tch, aye
clips on clips on clips, aye
rolex lit on wrist, aye
we up stick, don’t miss
at the trap got six for a fish, aye
left hand turned a three to a six, aye
i re-up on my remix
need three cups, don’t need no lid
[verse]
make your b-tch try a perc 10
might keep her, won’t keep her friend
make that hoe stay for my mans
wait — don’t let that distract you, huh
still got ar’s on me right now, i’m tryna attack you, huh
gorillas with me right now, them n-ggas the silver back ones, huh
platinum backwood, platinum cookie, pack the chrome thang
i’m on my eighth rose chain, got it off my own name
b-tch smack a n-gga if he keep on playing hoe games
i been holding it together, but now i’m ’bout to let it loose
she gon’ catch it ’cause she with you, ak knock her edges loose
he gon’ catch it ’cause he with you, he been acting extra too
dry blood on my thumb look like drank after i stretch a deuce
i was moving ‘bows and f-cking hoes before i blessed the booth
let me show my anger
beat a n-gga ass, texas walker ranger
came up dirty, whipping with hanger
fn leave him hanging, cliff hanger
.40 make him disappear, criss angel
used to have the tether on, still dangle
now i got the tether off to your thank you
big belly belt, b-tch, i might spank you
if the head good, skuba might rank you
really just tryna use you for a decoy
lame ass baby daddy said he an d-boy
if you really trapping then why you worried ’bout me, boy?
i got real k!llers all in ecorse
like they won’t bring them b-tches past dearborn
lil’ big blood grew up on edmore
like you peeps posted on fenmore, mm, huh
you got the glock that fold up, i got the chop that fold up, huh
i make your wifey hold up
sk!lla don’t like that dyk-, it’s no love, huh
like you know it’s on me
even my closest homie keep a toaster on him
keep a blower on him, for the n-ggas said they tryna show us something, mm
and i’m big ape n-gga
like the one off rampage, n-gga
aye, got the big k n-gga
clip wide as a lampshade, n-gga
n-gga, and i hit the a slide on a n-gga like we at cascade, n-gga
infrared scope on a thang, thang, b-tch look like cat scan
coke by demand, it’s birds like batman
i been eating on the pills like pac-man
make a b-tch tap out, make her n-gga tap in
this sh-t feels like when they first got crack in
spin your b-tch, hit the b-tch on the back end
spend her chips, flip sh-t from my back end
skuba steve surfing in the sea with the crack
but i’m big big blood b-tch, b-tch what’s bracking?
uh, uh, yeah, you gon’ walk outside, you getting k!lled today
aye, aye, we gon’ hit his sh-t, hip hip hip hooray, aye
i’ll have auntie snip your tongue, watch the sh-t you say
me and tooda with them sticks, look like kid ‘n play
it’s gon’ be the talk of the town, aye
police is chalking you out, aye
after me walking you down, aye
the chops got a beautiful sound, aye
roll with that b-tch on a hound, uh
walk with that b-tch on the ground, uh
got this b-tch from buddy love
it hit a n-gga, he get to losing them pounds
huuuh!
[hook]
hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
say he want smoke with me, everybody know he gon’ die
hide ya’ kids, n-gga can’t walk outside
say he want smoke with me, everybody know he gon’ die
you ain’t never k!lled no n-gga
you ain’t never k!lled no n-gga
chopper like a big boned b-tch
drums with the titties on a n-gga
you ain’t never k!lled no n-gga
fake ass silicon n-gga
chopper like a big boned b-tch
drums with the titties on a n-gga

- sada baby

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