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Sada Baby - Pimp Named Drip Dat (Official Music Video)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sada Baby
Sada Baby
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Casada Sorrell
Casada Sorrell
Songwriter:in
DeVaughn Clark
DeVaughn Clark
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Isaiah Brown
Isaiah Brown
Mischtechniker:in
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von jose
Produzent:in

Lyrics

'Cause I know you will (Ayy) Mhmmm 'Cause I know you will Ayy, huh Like I won't do no hatin' 'cause I know you will Two hoes with me, Lou Will Big bankroll, all new bills 'Bout to buy a brib, cost me two mill' 'Bou to get you dropped, that don't cost nothin' Cough syrup in my pop, still don't cough nothin' Huh, if it ain't no weight I ain't lost nothin' Huh, I don't do no waitin', bitch I'm boss bummin' Huh, fuck is wrong with dawg? He must be off somethin' Huh, can't tell what he on but bet I off somethin' Huh, like soon as he get started bet I stop it Huh, we got sticks in the party, playin' hockey Huh, we got pills in the party, Bill Cosby Huh, bad bitches in the trap hotel lobby Huh, do some drugs then I dance, Whitney, Bobby Huh, Beyoncé with this can, get eem' bodied Ayy, ring the alarm on 'em, we gon bear arms on 'em Brand new AR's on 'em, drank out the farm on 'em Chops out the car on 'em, my chops ain't borrowed 'em Hot shots in all of 'em, few niggas, can't call on 'em I ain't relied on 'em They lucky I just don't wake up and slide on 'em No apologies, I done made up my mind on 'em Another rose gold chain on my neck built to shine on 'em Unk got them thangs on the plane, just touched down on 'em We gone keep that smile on us, just to keep that frown on 'em Might knock some pounds off you, keep talkin' down on us Sip me some Actavis, relax and lounge on 'em Put them hoes to work, ayy, get me off some Percs, ayy I got that cheese on IG, nigga see me, be hurt, ayy She gon get the dick, she flirt, we be slurpin' on 'em first With that shit from the hood all the way to the burbs All in my lemonade, dope all in the 'frigerator FNs on my renegade, cocaine on my Carti shades Xanny in my party days, hittin' hoes from far away Just to give they heart away, like Ro we gon' start today I was shootin' at the park today, shit 'bout to get dark today Niggas get to talkin', be so hard for me to walk away 40's sparkin', be hard for police to put the chalk away Got a nigga gone, feelin' good, we givin' dog away, huh Like I won't do no hatin' 'cause I know you will Two hoes with me, Lou Will Big bankroll, all new bills 'Bout to buy a brib, cost me two mill 'Bout to get you dropped, that don't cost nothin' Cough syrup in my pop, still don't cough nothin' If it ain't no weight, I ain't lost nothin' Huh, I don't do no waitin', bitch I'm boss bummin' (huh)
Writer(s): Casada Sorrell, Davaughn Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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