fuck slime - sada baby lyrics
[intro]
hood know, don’t slide
give me one reason
you know i keep it
cop a murder then i beat it
i said don’t turn me up
please don’t turn me up
don’t make me slide up on you
slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
[verse]
i ain’t gotta slide on him, i slid
b*tchass n*gga know what i did
i mean his game know what i did
how the f*ck i’m gon’ k!ll a n*gga again
aim for the chest for the neck and the chin
headshots really be the best, i’ma win
fake*ass bulletproof vest he a kid
he really bullsh*ttin’ what i’ma do with n*ggas?
argue with a n*gga on the net
cause in real life skuba steve sada baby, beat ’em blue n*gga
matter fact, if i ate a fan
bet my last band that his lame*ass gon try to sue a n*gga
purpin’ ass n*gga for the ‘gram
man that sh*t sad, be the main reason i be tryna shoot a n*gga
n*ggas prolly never understand till i pull up on these mans
and my hollow tips get to going through a n*gga
i get the brain from an opp n*gga sl*t
she suck d*ck, guarantee she eat the nut
ten times out of ten i ain’t eat the b*tt
ten more times out of ten she ain’t get a buck
n*gga ever put his hands on me, he outta luck
put the. 40 on his ass, give a f*ck if he duck
matter fact, n*gga knuck if you buckin’
if it’s up then it’s tough but you knew that little n*gga
you stay cappin’ why you do that little n*gga
tito jackson, you ain’t exclusive little n*gga
skuba mike jackson, i moonboot a n*gga
mm b*tch, i’m high, i mean i’m moonwalk
wipe my face with the bandana bool off
big a b*tch squad that what the crew call
whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, that’s a crew call
we’ll put the cutter to his head that’s a crew cut
all y’all n*ggas got straps, don’t shoot nothin’
all my n*ggas got straps, they’ll move somethin’
i get to slangin’ on n*gga, lean on n*gga
put it on god, i’ll do something
my granny told me pray to god to get this juice up
every time i calm down i get juiced up
cause my old b*tch see me on some new stuff
cuff my new b*tch no i don’t give two f*cks
i get to f*cking this paper up
chop get to f*cking this face up
she say she ain’t never had nay hoe
she done like me so much she’ll play drum
n*gga so scared they’ll play dumb yeah
i got moves like you got served
i up this tool like you got nerve
i leave a n*gga top half sitting on the curb
[outro]
this time i’ll slide on him
this time i’ll slide, slide
baby, oh, it’s time to slide on him
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