Testo FREEZE TAG - Sada Baby
Testo della canzone FREEZE TAG (Sada Baby), tratta dall'album SHONUFF
(MIA JAY C)
(Ayy, Vato B, you coo)
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Bingo
Chopper hit a nigga, leave him standing where he was, freeze tag
Should've never put his foot in, believe that
Standing on business, take a seat, you ain't with the Whoops
Nah, bullet hit his head, stand him up, duck, duck, goose
Nah, huh, I ain't tryna take his spot, huh
Get it, huh, just tryna knock off his top, huh
Split it, huh, I ain't running from no yiggy
Huh, huh, I ain't running from no dead man
Right foot step, huh, gritty on his neck
Huh, smoke whoever left, huh, I'm front street with this TEC
Huh, nigga can't get back, huh, especially on my side
Huh, posted on the corner, huh, we all the way around
Huh, pay attention, nigga, huh, listen
Huh, I got everything covered, ain't no pressing us
Huh, dot my I's, cross my T's, ain't no pushing up
Even put the lil' thing in the capital Q
Huh, only 'round the plugs I'm part of when we clapping at you
Huh, trap with my steel, just flipped a package of juice
Huh, king bishop on your rook and queen in Timberland boots
Huh, swing a rack around this bitch, I went to— huh, I'll— look, huh
Swing a rack around this bitch, I went to Wimbledon too
Nah, huh, put me in the finals, bet I win 'em in two
Huh, I'm Jayson Tatum on your bitch, your ho gon' swallow my deuce
Fah, ayy, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Like Ja Morant, ain't have my time, but give a fuck 'bout who did
Huh, like I know what the fuck you ain't
I know what the fuck that I'm is
Huh, I'm one of the ones, you a ho bitch, I ain't none of this shit
Huh, on my daddy, never ran from nothing
Huh, huh, ain't have no help to get my bands or nothing
Huh, huh, huh, you ain't squad, I'm not no fan or nothing
Huh, she a freak, she better let me put my hands on something, listen
Huh, bitch, I wake up in the morning, try to swing on something
Huh, like I had a bad dream or something, in there fanning on niggas
Huh, huh, I'ma hit the streets and then go fan me a nigga
Huh, huh, make you start an argument, then go in this— mwah
Huh, make you start an argument, go in this shit
Huh, wild man, roundhouse kick to whoever he with
Huh, huh, huh, whole time, I got my blick
Huh, huh, that's how much I know I fight better than niggas
Uh, uh, still a wild, wild, western lil' nigga
Fastest revolver from the east, I get to pressing them niggas
Like Jesus told me yesterday, I should stop dissing you niggas
But I don't wanna burn my bridges 'cause you extra real with it
Now listen, wade in the water with glizzy
I strapped a hundred on that bitch, I'm 'bout to drop me a fifty
Huh, put a beam on top that G-Lock and it's 'bout to get busy
Huh, I'll do a hundred down any motherfuckin' sad street in my bity
Now hey, baby want a new type of glizzy
I told her drop down and give a nigga new type of fitted
I told her bend over, I got a different way to get busy
Uh, cut up on any motherfuckin' bitch with my bity
Now listen, uh, huh, huh, trap trappin' if I'm tied up
Trap slappin' with the line jumpin', you gon' fan up
Huh, in the kitchen, keep push whippin' with the blinds up
Huh, barbershop with the freak bitches, how they lined up, listen
Nah, he want smoke 'til he fanned up
Brand new 'yacht with the box, showing my love
Punch a nigga when I think about it, ain't no wind-up
Huh, big shark on the deep end, ain't no bland duck
All the way on that one shit, ain't no canned duck
Shoot a fadeaway on a drunk bitch, get an and-one
We done blew you up when you step to me, that's a landmine
We done got him gone off the siren, sir, that's a hand sign, whoa
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Writer(s): Joshua White, Sada Baby
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