Testo 9FINGERS - Sada Baby
Testo della canzone 9FINGERS (Sada Baby), tratta dall'album SHONUFF
My nigga, Lee, I think we got another one
(Big Squad)
Huh, ah
Binko
Huh, ayy, huh
I'll never fuck a list-crawler bitch
You the type of nigga act like Backpage still exists
I'll never spend a dollar for a ho to suck my dick, now listen
Ooh, go crazy
He an opp, he gon' die, ain't no ho
Ooh, go crazy
I'm a mobber, I'm gon' slide when I
See somethin' on the floor, now listen
Ooh, go crazy
He an opp, he gon' die, ain't no ho
Ooh, go crazy
I'm a mobber, I'm gon' slide when I
See somethin' on the floor, nigga, duh
Ah, and you a motherfuckin' ho, nah
I'ma slide when I see somethin' on the floor, nah
I'ma slide when I see somethin' on the floor, huh
Get it gone, huh, you a bitch
I ain't no ho, hmm, how I know? Hmm, hmm
I been cut the same since I was four, hmm
Up my five when I think it's on the floor, nah
Use my five when I think it's on the floor, ayy
We got more night hoes than a corner store, hmm
I just fucked eight hoes off a honey pack, huh, huh
I know I cut her bad, she wanna run it back, huh, huh
I pull up with a mag', thirty sit in the strap, huh
Everybody know I'm a habit, I'll get you clapped, huh
Public support your hustle habits
I'm the shit and I'm rich, I can't switch, nah
I'm the shit and I'm rich, I got a Glocky with a switch
I ain't never, ever, ever been no bitch, hmm
One hand, bet you I can whip a brick, huh
Nine fingers, got your baby mama and them on ten
Huh, I'm gon' win, huh
If I can't bust it on her face, I use her limbs, huh
If I ain't walk around in J's, it's the Timbs, huh
Scope a nigga from the treetops, B.I.P. to Slim
Huh, like, how they know you him? Huh
I get money from my hoes, but I ain't no pimp, huh
Put a nigga in the air, but he ain't no blimp, huh
Told a bitch I don't care 'cause I ain't no simp, huh
Tell that boy to mind his business, that'll make him live, huh
If he tryna put some work in, better change his shift, huh
Freaky man with your ho, he gon' play it stiff, huh
We got bands everywhere, they gon' say, "Legit"
Huh, and I can't quit, huh
All type of ho niggas who I ain't with, huh
All type of pussy boys, I hate this, huh
All type of pussy boys, I hate this
Young nigga, uh, name Sada with the pink wrist
Relapsed off of the red, huh, huh, huh
Still can't drink Tris
I don't like no bitch who ain't shit
I don't trust no nigga who ain't shit
I know who I'm is since I came in
You is not my fam', uh
You is not my fam' 'cause we got the same kin, huh
Got that AR, Call of Duty, make it change skins, huh
You can't breathe in that water, no fins, huh
Ridin' 'round with my people, no friends, huh
Shame a man to FN, he ain't got no chance, huh
Throw a bullet like I'm Trey, last name ain't Lance, huh
Fuck a nigga up, Mike Tyson the hands, huh
Street Fighter all-nighter, Bison the red, duh
Ooh, go crazy
He an opp, he gon' die, ain't no ho
Ooh, go crazy
I'm a mobber, I'm gon' slide when I
See somethin' on the floor, now listen
Ooh, go crazy
He an opp, he gon' die, ain't no ho
Ooh, go crazy
I'm a mobber, I'm gon' slide when I
See somethin' on the floor, nigga, duh
Ah, and you a motherfuckin' ho, nah
I'ma slide when I see somethin' on the floor, nah
I'ma slide when I see somethin' on the floor, huh
Credits
Writer(s): Casada Sorrell, Brandon Lee Cherry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.