Lyrics Sada Wada - Sada Baby

Sada Wada

Ayy, like who you talkin' to?
You see the… pokin' out my…
Ayy, I put the rock on ya, point a nigga to the moon
Ayy, like who you talkin' to?
You don’t see the-
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, ooh
Ayy, ayy, hmm
Ask that bitch, like, «Who you talkin' to?»
Like you don’t see this 30 pokin' out my joggin' suit?
Do I look like the type of nigga like to argue you?
I put that rocket on him, point a nigga to the moon
I got the box slappin, jumpin' like a barbeque
I sell that dog food, Skuba keep the Marmaduke
Cross a nigga out, slick mouthin', like my momma, «Nah»
Stomp a nigga out, watch yo' mouth, fuck is wrong with you?
Bitch, I’m number one, I ain’t number two
She know how to shake it 'cause she grew up off the Uncle Luke
And I know I can make it 'cause my baby show me what to do
You can never play me to my face 'cause I don’t fuck with you
And, bitch, I got the gun and I wanna shoot
We can play it how you wanna play it, what you wanna do?
And I fucked around with OCs up in middle school
You baby momma stuff the pills for me and payed the bills for you
And this no lie, I can’t count the days that go by
I just know I can’t, uh, fuck with yo' kind
Fuck with me and I’m takin' yo' life
Huh, the big 45, no IG, I’m endin' yo' life
We were sellin' whole things and 10s in '05
I might hop out the Wraith and watch it ghost ride
Ask that bitch, like, «Who you talkin' to?»
Like you don’t see this 30 pokin' out my joggin' suit?
Do I look like the type of nigga like to argue you?
I put that rocket on him, point a nigga to the moon
I got the box slappin, jumpin' like a barbeque
I sell that dog food, Skuba keep the Marmaduke
Cross a nigga out, slick mouthin', like my momma, «Nah»
Stomp a nigga out, watch yo' mouth, fuck is wrong with you?
And bitch you know I’m young and I’m in love with you
I can never fuck another bitch how I be fuckin' you
Feel like I’m off the drank when I’m layin' up under you
You can never suck another dick how you be suckin' Skub
And I just spent another dub 'cause I wanted to
Had to show a pussy nigga this what bein' loyal do
And I used to be a fightin' ass nigga when I went to school
Now I’m a icy ass nigga in my interviews
Your nigga had a 'fore I had a jeweler
Shoot a nigga in the eye, he look like Rick the Ruler
Now my wrist look like a freezer and my wrist a cooler
My lil' nigga made thirty thousand in his PT Cruiser
A nigga sellin' drugs and got a 50 shooter
Say they’ll pop up at church, you think that they won’t do it
Slide up, Sunday evenin', screamin' «Hallelujah»
Grab my, make it Tuesday
Ask that bitch, like, «Who you talkin' to?»
Like you don’t see this 30 pokin' out my joggin' suit?
Do I look like the type of nigga like to argue you?
I put that rocket on him, point a nigga to the moon
I got the box slappin, jumpin' like a barbeque
I sell that dog food, Skuba keep the Marmaduke
Cross a nigga out, slick mouthin', like my momma, «Nah»
Stomp a nigga out, watch yo' mouth, fuck is wrong with you?