paroles de chanson Cheat Code - Sada Baby

Say My Chopper Dee Brown, yeah Shoot Retarded Ayy,
Iced out wrist, it was me and and-a, and-a, and-a, and-a, Ayy
Say my Chopper Dee brown yeah it shoot Retarded
Who said we couldn't have the pistols in the party, who?
Iced out wrist it was me and mari
Ooh caviar, sips of a calamari ooh
Chopper AOD, yeah it shoot Retarded who said
We couldn't have the pistols in the party who?
Iced out wrist it was me and cutter ooh
Monkey bars, banana clips, Bitch we in the jungle ooh
The lil nigga know my name DT gon knock him off
Put his brains on my chain gotta drop me off and
Pick me back up so we can spin the block for dog
The perkys on my jaw, them bitches right my wrongs
I got a catalog, I don't be mad at all
Niggas lucky all I threw was water up at Saginaw ayy
They mad' cause this water on my chest and all
Bitch I play for press Virginia How I'm pressing' ya'll
Look like one them competitions how I dress the dog
Dummies got the straight drop, don't need no fentanyl
Thirty thousand in the pot an we gon send em off
Lil cuz can't read, still gon get em off
I will do a Harlem shake with the draco
I will shoot the investigator get the case closed
I did have an eighth tucked in them wraith doors
Bentley truck me and wild man with
That cake on us and we was on live with it
Big four-five with us
Twenty cars in traffic nigga
Gang gang slidin with us
I won't run from no beef i'ma grill it
Dingaling in her booty cheeks she gon feel it
I still wanna murk shit, still wanna rack my AR and hurt shit
Keeps that bitch by my stomach hmm,
Squeeze that bitch til you bloody hmm
Them new perky thangs make a nigga moonwalk uh
Them new Hollows thangs will make you moon soft
Remember when I had to get the half of moons off
Them people jumped behind me, cut the cruise off
Remember when my uncle told me I could move soft changed his mind
Told me nephew get the blues off if a nigga run off,
Knock his shoes off, we don't take off, bitch we getting off
He want half off, knock that nigga off
I can't get enough of that sticky stuff
Flip my sixty pack, got my chicken up cut that bitch three fast,
Sold her fifty ones yeah,
Young ignant nigga from the bitty blood
Make these hoes get to dancing like a nitti beat
You ain't sick pussy nigga,
You just sick of me drivin with my chains on scuba Mr.T
Say my Chopper Dee brown yeah it shoot Retarded who
Said we couldn't have the pistols in the party who?
Iced out wrist it was me and mari, ooh caviar, sips of a calamari ooh
Chopper AOD yeah it shoot Retarded who said
We couldn't have the pistols in the party who?
Iced out wrist it was me and cutter,
Ooh monkey bars, banana clips bitch we in the jungle ooh