Lame - Sada Baby

Bitch, move somethin'

A-bitch, huh

Make her put them

A-bitch, move somethin'

Ayy

Uh, huh

Break a brick down, huh, serve somethin'

Throw them Ruccis on your whip and then swerve somethin'

Bust that nigga in his ear because he heard somethin'

Don’t give that bitch you with a dime until she earn somethin'

Make her put them pills on the road, bitch, move somethin'

Show them boys you ain’t no ho, go’n and shoot somethin'

Fuck that dissin' on them songs, nigga, do somethin'

Huh, I’m on the block with 'bout two hundred

I got new money, Trem got shootin' money

M got old money, Wildman got 'bow money

I fucked your bitch and snatched her soul, now I got your money

And your ho money, now you got no money, hmm

Don’t want that pop unless I put some drop up in it, huh

Bet top dollar that my pops’d fuck your pops up, nigga

I said Skilla daddy gone, so we gon' share my papa, nigga

And if you fuck 'round with lil' bro, we tear your block up, nigga

Huh, chopper and the Glock the size of Andy Milonakis, nigga

I sip lots of Wocky and my pockets got that guap up in 'em

I don’t fuck with thots, most of 'em blocked after my cock up in 'em, bitch

It’s a bunch of snakes up on your squad, how is you rockin' with 'em?

Lame ass nigga, «What you claim?»

ass nigga

I’m a 7 Mile Capernilla gang member, drop a fella

Fuck a nigga mama, then make her cook me hot spaghetti

My big brother richer than you niggas, he just drop baguettey

My lil' nigga not your big homie, y’all tryna cop a prezi'

Ain’t worried 'bout keepin' it copacetic, we hold choppers steady

Walk around with him, no CC dubs, tryin' not to get arrested

Can’t not be ready, we got scopes on them bitches with the legs

Lil' blood watchin' for the feds, your baby mama playin' my dreads

I fucked her in your bed, she don’t even give you head

Lightskin nigga, you red, front your move, you dead

Write on a nigga like lead, looseleaf paper, get shred

All these cans make a keg, make sure my niggas fed

Yeah, hmm

Green beam of the infrared

Triple beam of the fishscale

Foreign whip, I’m a fishtail

Unc' tellin me brick tales, huh

Break a brick down, huh, serve somethin'

Throw them Ruccis on your whip and then swerve somethin'

Bust that nigga in his ear because he heard somethin'

Don’t give that bitch you with a dime until she earn somethin'

Make her put them pills on the road, bitch, move somethin'

Show them boys you ain’t no ho, go’n and shoot somethin'

Fuck that dissin' on them songs, nigga, do somethin'

Huh, I’m on the block with 'bout two hundred

I got new money, Trem got shootin' money

M got old money, Wildman got 'bow money

I fucked your bitch and snatched her soul, now I got your money

And your ho money, now you got no money, hmm-hmm