Текст песни Sticks & Stones - Sada Baby

Sticks & stones may break my bones
But this chopstick gone take his soul

Got them bands lik
Okay now pull out with them bands

Meech say them one thangs a put you on yo feet
You niggas making chump change I do it in my sleep
Might throw yo bitch 100 Ima do if she speak
Ima do it if she don't
Do it cause you think shit sweet
Let me raise the roof in this bitch

Trigga mane in this thang trained to shoot in the bitch
Ooouuu I got some molly on me, I think this bitch want some
Couple bodies on me I don't think this nigga want none
Razor blade chain serving blow packs on Conant
Choppa with the blade send a bitch nigga to Beaumont

Patnas in the cage cause a fuck nigga done told something
Shoot em in his head now I know he don't know nothing
Rest In Peace to freaky Ray I'm acting real bad
Shout out to that freak bitch Neshae, I know she still mad
Finessed her out that pussy like ah ha you lost
Murked him for the bands now he leak tomato sauce

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But this chopstick gone take his soul
Finessed him out them bands like
How could I have not
Pull off with them bands like na na na na na

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But this chopstick gone take his soul
Finessed him out them bands like
How could I have not
Pull off with them bands like na na na na na

A lot of bullshit keep happening
So I'm riding around with it on me Keith Apple
I feel like Rocaine bitch who really wanna scrap
Send me you location pussy tell me where you at
Pull up to you jojo and finesse you out them racks
Cause Sada Tarantino get to shooting all the acts
Cause Sada Paul Bunyan swing that choppa like a axe
At public housing with them packs
30 thousand in the back

Crouching tiger hidden trap
Sweet and sour chicken stacks
Kick a nigga door It sound like sweet chin music
Fuck a nigga hoe water boy you can do it
My niggas some hoes boy you must have confused us
With all of them niggas who got guns but don't use it
40 on me now nigga this bitch ain't useless
Bust a nigga head and go right back to booling
Bust a pint of red and go right back to snoozing

I, I just want another Percocet (I do)
Shoot em in the neck look like a birth defect
Theses niggas is not hurting me
All this Percocets niggas calling me Percules

Sticks & stones may break my bones
But this chopstick gone take his soul
Finessed him out them bands like
How could I have now
Pull off with them bands like na na na na na

Sticks & stones may break my bones
But this chopstick gone take his soul
Finessed him out them bands like
How could I have now
Pull off with them bands like na na na na na