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lirik lagu fmb dz & sada baby - 305

[intro: sada baby]
who was you to say that—?
hmm
out your motherf~cking business, b~tch
who was you to say that—? ayy
i need you to shut the f~ck up, roll a— huh
on me bad
i still put the— ooh, huh

[verse 1: sada baby]
who was you to say them drugs ain’t good for me?
i need you to shut the f~ck up, roll a ‘wood for me
hmm, i know you see them perkies on me bad
still’ll put them 30s on his ass
huh, i’ma sip on this cup ’til i pass out
i need heavy bodeine or i spaz out
i got percocet 10s in my stash spot
dz got brand~new chops in the stash house

[verse 2: fmb dz]
i got another n~gga b~tch hittin’ my line
sippin’ hi~tech, this sh~t was a hundred a line
in the 850i, fast line got me flying
have my d~ck in your b~tch head, n~gga, i ain’t lying
i got runtz, i got gushers, put it in a russian cream
b~tch, we came a long way so we ain’t f~ckin’ with no green
i done ran up a check, i’ll put her on your ass
i got apes and they got sticks and thеy’ll put ’em on your ass
[verse 3: sada baby]
and i got another n~gga ho on my mind
sippin’ hi~tech, this straight drop in hеre look like wine
in a rolls~royce don with the don k!lling time
go blind if my tron smack the sun in your eyes
disrespect me, have a n~gga smack your son, ain’t gon’ lie
a big pun, go down the way, love, no i
am not tryna listen to no lies, no kind
in the bar with the apes, we got pills, .45s
we bang needles, no dimes, you squeal, drop dimes
not real, uh~uh

[verse 4: fmb dz]
i’m so motherf~ckin’ high, i crashed the don
spent twenty thousand on a motherf~ckin’ lawn
spent another forty on my motherf~ckin’ arm
i k!lled the skuby, that’s my motherf~ckin’ dog
stuff a half of my ‘wood, this b~tch look like a log
got a puerto rican b~tch down the way doing fraud
pop a sada in the cut and he just bought another shotty
young dog on parole and he done caught another body
hotel full of hoes, got ’em waiting in the lobby
dolce gabbana everything, yesterday i did versace

[verse 5: sada baby]
ayy
and yesterday you did armani exchange
the funniest things, the n~ggas you said money is lames, ayy
nah, we the n~ggas with the iciest chains
f~ckin’ they mains, foreign things hoggin’ the lanes
d~gg~ng they mans, see the hate all in they face
chop on his head, spin that n~gga block ’til he dead
my cartiers flooded, today i did the prada instead
marada and red, get me one foot on the gas
bronco white, look like oj on they ass
your daddy a f~g, you like kim k on they ass
keep me a bag, look like save a lot on them n~ggas
ain’t givin’ no pass, won’t save an opp on no n~gga, mm~hmm
[verse 6: fmb dz]
we’d pull up with them motherf~ckin’ woo~whoops
different colors in my chain look like fruit loops
everybody got a jumper so we all shoot
i got three lawyers, n~gga, and they all juke

[verse 7: sada baby]
gang outside with the whoop for the wham, huh
and i got the scoop on your mans, huh
he ain’t no skuba really shoot, he a ham, huh
he don’t know what i made it do for the bands, ayy

[verse 8: fmb dz]
fm diss squad, we the big apes
catch a rap n~gga out and get his sh~t ate
two hundred thousand worth of jewelry, ain’t sh~t fake
i’m in miami with the 30 in the i8

[verse 9: sada baby]
i’m in miami off a seven and a mansion
send your baby up to heaven for that ransom
i got this pint from lp, don’t ask for none
used to dream ’bout them bands ‘fore i had me some, huh

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