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letra de whole lotta choppas - sada baby

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[intro]
i’m bool
(bang, bang, bang)

[verse 1]
ooh, lil’ b-tch wanna ride it
told the b-tch don’t get out her body
hm, get right beside me
i’ma get in that thing, get you slidin’
this b-tch makin’ me feel erotic
huh, she gotta get on this rocket
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout her milage
and her grandmom related to the [?]
ooh, that’s the sh-t that i like
you a church girl, but you like christ
hm, you ain’t ever had pipe
[?] i’ma f-ck you all night
off a perc, hm, off [?]
yeah, leave your b-tch with a hurt back
where the work? hm, where the work at?
my young n-ggas weighing up to serve that

[chorus]
they wanna see me do my dance
in these ties and got lil’ pants
don’t disrespect me and my mans
bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass

[verse 2]
scram, we just put them diamonds on your head
snitchin’ ass n-gga gave his momma to the feds
little brother, big brother [?] got the dreads
dz dt [?] keep the bands
lil’ b-tch can’t keep her p-ssy out my hands
got a real hood rat suki on my hands
i was stackin’ blues [?] on they ass
i be in the bank rollin’ cookies on they ass
i be in the [?] weed got me [?]
’cause i just can’t be jealous of weed, i never stress
i can see the booty from the bottom, that thing can double dutch
and if a white boy shoot on that thing, he sam dekker
heard you used to chew on that thing, hannibal lecter
i been poppin’ all the pills like heath ledger
these drugs got me chokin’, my n-gga, i’m just tellin’
your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin’

[chorus]
they wanna see me do my dance
in these brand new vv chains
don’t disrespect me and my gang
bang, t-shirt full of blood stains

[verse 3]
already had dirt on your name
now your best friend got a t-shirt of your name, dig that
he ’bout to swerve in your lane
ak hit a n-gga in the stomach, knock off a six pack
glock [?] cl!ck, clack
you know that’s end of riff-raff, that’s the end of the bullsh-t
you know i got a full clip
hm, i’m gonna use
on my way past your b-tch, i had to say, “excuse me”
hm, i thought she was a groupie
come to find out, b-tch pulled up ridin’ with a goofy
huh, and that was you
huh, you wasn’t on that couch with me and [?]
i had b-tches in the [?] shakin’ booty
had ’em in the parking lot showin’ coochie
had ’em in the bathroom actin’ unruly (ooh)

[pre-chorus]
lil’ b-tch wanna ride it
told the b-tch don’t get out her body
hm, get right beside me
i’ma get in that thing, get you slidin’
this b-tch makin’ me feel erotic
huh, she gotta get on this rocket
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout her milage
and her grandmom related to the [?]

[chorus]
they wanna see me do my dance
in these ties and got lil’ pants
don’t disrespect me and my mans
bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass (ooh)

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