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sada baby - akuna كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
swing that wood—

[chorus]
swing that wood in atlanta like aku— huh, huh (mia jay c)
swing that wood in atlanta like akuna (i hear you, jay c)
fake o, huh
swing that wood in atlanta like akuna
f_ckin’ bad b_tches off the shrooms (yeah, yeah)
drop a n_gga, i stay in the mood (yeah, yeah)
we them n_ggas that’s gon’ make you move (yeah, yeah)
now i ain’t never lied to you if i got love for you (naw)
walk down on me, i’ma up a gun on you (dog)
whip a brick quick ’cause i got the blood for him (raw)
f_ck a thick b_tch then bust a nut on ’em (oh)
(hol’ up)

[verse]
i ain’t got no time for the fake, i’m too real for it
catch a n_gga cappin’ in my face, him get k!lled for it
i’m gon’ get them packs up out the way ’cause i got deals on ’em, listen
(hol’ up)
huh, i know i be sayin’ everything she wanna hear, huh
i know this the best thing she done sucked on all year
huh, i know i ate that p_ssy and she told all her peers
hol’ up
i ain’t ‘posed to have no straps, but i keep buyin’ ’em
hmm, i be posted at the trap so you can find me, huh
i ain’t never ran from no smoke, i can’t be hidin’, huh, listen
hol’ up, hmm
i got an attitude problem, i ain’t changin’ it, huh
he got a f_cked_up mind if he hang with ’em
naw, he disrespect the other side if he hang with me, listen
mm_mm hmm
i ain’t never been no sucker, never been no lame
uh, up this chopper on your brother, shoot him in his brain
huh, another brand_new fl!ck with the blood stain
naw, another brand_new bl!ck with the clip in it
naw, another b_tch_ass n_gga with his lip missin’
naw, get a brand_new spot, put them bricks in it
naw, find a brand_new thot, put my d_ck in her, listen
it’s the motherf_ckin’ crank up
same n_gga dealt with everything except for pay cuts
my heart hurt from seein’ paperwork, not no breakups
f_ck you mean, n_gga? ahh, huh
yeah, my mans turned rat, it k!lled my soul
ayy, huh, thought i’d never see the day he break the code, uh
like it is what it was, reap what you sow, huh
i could never beat a n_gga who could be that n_gga
naw, i could only be the n_gga who could be that n_gga, hmm
that sh_t might skip your top because you seen him, huh, huh
i’ma always blow rerock because i’m ignant, dooh
naw, let me walk, huh
i can’t get the upper hand when i’m wrong
nah, i could never pitch it underhand ’cause i’m too strong
naw, meech lyin’ on your baby mama, break her bones, ah_dooh
ah, look
[chorus]
swing that wood in atlanta like aku— huh, huh
swing that wood in atlanta like akuna
fake o, huh
swing that wood in atlanta like akuna
f_ckin’ bad b_tches off the shrooms (yeah, yeah)
drop a n_gga, i stay in the mood (yeah, yeah)
we them n_ggas that’s gon’ make you move (yeah, yeah)
now i ain’t never lied to you if i got love for you (naw)
walk down on me, i’ma up a gun on you (dog)
whip a brick quick ’cause i got the blood for him (raw)
f_ck a thick b_tch then bust a nut on ’em (oh)
(hol’ up)

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