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sada baby - bloxk vibes lyrics
[intro]
hmm
(good lookin’, juan)
[chorus]
gang almost left a n_gga on the way up here
n_ggas better be smooth with that tec, they know it’s up there
n_ggas better be bool, ain’t no fool, we can’t take a chance
n_gga make a move, up a tool, yopper make him dance
i can take his boo in one move, sada make her dance
tidal wave, got her in the pool, now she shakin’ ass
pop another perc’, one more, gotta make it last
i’ll teach that lil’ p_ssy somethin’, make him take a class
[verse]
i’ll pack dior, huh, i’ll blow it up
skeet got an extra rifle automatic loaded up
he’ll shoot a bullet through the wind, he be scopin’ sh_t up
catch a n_gga lackin’, get it brackin’, make him open up
they actin’ like they want some smoke, b_tch, we keep rollin’ up
flirt with your baby mama just to make her hold my gun
grab that p_ssy with my left hand, you see this rollie bust
good rock in the air, name hold everywhere, you know it’s us
let me crank, let me f_ck her from the front ’til it break
don’t do breaks, pop another rp and make it shake
if she fast, 69, i can’t kiss it if it stank
don’t give f_ck ’bout what you think, fresher than my uncle frank
twenty thousand on me in my bookbag, ain’t out the bank
hundred dollars for a pint of act’, so i been drankin’
huh, bend your b_tch over, we gon’ do the hanky_panky
we been sh_ttin’ on the opps, they got an attitude, duh
i been gettin’ too much money, why they mad at skub?
p_ssy n_gga, you was gettin’ money, i wasn’t mad at you
f_ck a n_gga sister, bend her over, make her grab her shoe
do a bunch of freaky sh_t to that lil’ monkey, still can’t get nothin’ from me
we move them pills and ‘bows, my n_ggas got it jumpin’
i was flirtin’ with the opps’ mama ’cause she got a thumper
old b_tch got to talkin’ brazy, then we got to jumpin’
go’n call your sons and they brothers, we gon’ get to dumpin’, huh
we’ll tear this b_tch up, swear to god we will
i be with a bunch of young n_ggas that rob and k!ll
we the main reason all them n_ggas done died for real, yeah
we the main reason all them n_ggas keep dyin’ still
i can’t slide ‘less my n_ggas them ride with steel
least ’bout four five straps behind the wheel
told ’em put a hundred on the bop, let me know it’s real
up my phone when i spin they block, you knew i’m on a drill, duh
how they tryna play it? huh, i ain’t gotta say it, huh
they put a body on his head, you know i gotta pay it, huh
put a bag on his head, you know my n_ggas want it, huh
they strapped up and they pressin’, all my n_ggas on it, uh
[chorus]
gang almost left a n_gga on the way up here
n_ggas better be smooth with that tec, they know it’s up there
n_ggas better be bool, ain’t no fool, we can’t take a chance
n_gga make a move, up a tool, yopper make him dance
i can take his boo in one move, sada make her dance
tidal wave, got her in the pool, now she shakin’ ass
pop another perc’, one more, gotta make it last
i’ll teach that lil’ p_ssy somethin’, make him take a class
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