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lirik lagu sada baby - road dogg skuba james

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[intro]
ha, excuse me
hmm
binko
huh, skuba
ah, what that means (48 sh~t)

[chorus]
huh, million~dollar n~gga, still gon’— haha (hol’ up)
haha, uh, huh
million~dollar n~gga, still gon’ pull up at the coney, huh
ten times out of ten, gotta— huh~huh, huh
ten times out of ten, brodie got it on him, huh
ten times out of ten, huh
ten times out of ten, it ain’t just me and brodie (haha)

[verse]
what you know good?
not gon’ never tolerate no ho sh~t (huh)
all i gotta do is say h~llo to get your ho hit
huh, huh, four fifths of ‘ñejo and a four~fifth
nah, hot~ass draco and a cold b~tch
i’ma slide for each and every one of mines, huh
i got heat for n~ggas when it ain’t even summer time
nah, i’ll make a hood rat pop her top, huh
pull them titties out for my brothers on the block, huh
listen, huh
trap n~gga, disrespect the n~ggas in my truck and we gon’ whack n~ggas
huh, hate n~ggas like i ain’t no black n~gga
nah, i ain’t know white n~ggas, i ain’t got no— (hahahaha)
oh, look, i ain’t got no crack in me
huh, i just served that, huh, right there where the birds at
know i’m in the kitchen, on the stove where the birds at
i been done sent hollow through his ‘fro, i know you heard that
listen, fake rich, real b~tch~ass n~gga
nah, a half gangster, full snitch~ass n~gga
huh, them the type of n~ggas that you run with
nah, that run in your bloodline
nah, i’ll run up on you, make you run from us, listen
nah, he gon’ take a l, i got dub with me
no, chop in the backseat strapped with a gun on him
nah, st~~z in the front seat strapped with a rifle
nah, free got a pistol, i’ma walk right behind him (uh, listen)
nah, you can’t slide sh~t, huh
walk a n~gga down for my baby five~six
nah, f~ck a n~gga b~tch then hit her five friends
she ate that d~ck in the brib, call that sh~t dine~in, in
huh, let me walk somethin’ just because i bought somethin’
mr. i’ll put the strap down and be done fought somethin’
nah, mr. i’ll shoot a bug b~tch with my salt gun (salt gun)
nah, huh, huh
make a n~gga call his b~tch to see me, she ain’t saw nothin’
old n~gga lyin’ to that ho and he ain’t off nothin’
lame n~gga, get to after— (hol’ up)
lame n~gga, go and sit at the back of the line
uh, we gon’ eat first, huh, yeah, well, we eat the most
a couple of them keep percs, uh, uh, ’cause i need the most
i’ll buy a whole script, huh, flip a whole b~tch
nah, flip a whole brick, i swear to god, i’m cold with it (ayy, ooh, uh, uh)
they ain’t thuggin’ like your baby
uh, pull up with my shirt off, sippin’ dadas, goin’ brazy
doin’ a hundred down gresham with no l’s, i’m the mayor
my old n~gga was the greatest in the field, gale sayers (uh, f~ck)
uh, and i’m with the sprayers
uh, not comin’ tomorrow, i’m with the bomin’ todayers
uh, they bome in the night, uh, end a n~gga life
uh, soon as i pop outside, end up in a n~gga wife (hahahaha)
mr. i’ll never back down
fresh n~gga off the bench squad with the stackhouses
try play with me, see how my n~ggas act ’bout it
it ain’t a man, not a n~gga that’s around me that ain’t ’bout it
huh, who gon’ to fake ’bout it? nah, who gon’ play ’bout it?
i’ll shoot you in your face, ask police what they gon’ to say ’bout it
huh, i’ll f~ck— mm~mm~mm
f~ck a bad b~tch in the bathroom at a day party, duh
[chorus]
huh, million~dollar n~gga, still gon’— haha
hmm, haha, uh, huh
million~dollar n~gga, still gon’ pull up at the coney, huh
ten times out of ten, gotta— huh~huh, huh
ten times out of ten, brodie got it on him, huh
ten times out of ten, huh
ten times out of ten, it ain’t just me and brodie (haha)

[outro]
what you know good?


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