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b.a badd - codes lyrics

[verse1: b.a badd]
i’m dappin lame n+ggas with the left hand
i stretch grams, and leave opps in the spital with a bedpan
i don’t care about the hood you claim and ma f+ck ya dead mans
ya shooters, not shooters and ya younging won’t get you less than
10 behind the iron gate, that p+ssy wouldn’t slide on base
why you so aggressive rapping boy you looking out of place
now you say you know the plug, why you supplying weight
never took it out of state, u probably couldn’t provide an 8th
you need to get ya lying straight before you crib outlined with tape
i heard you told up on ya case, its f+ck you till your dying day
and the day after that, and the day after that
if you can’t comprehend it then you aren’t from my habitat
story we ain’t jacking that
rollie on then we jacking that
chain on then i’m sn+tching
hit the club then hit the cabbage patch
shorty cute i’m smashing that
kept my boots on and my hat attached
once i’m done i pass her back
k!ll the booth when i speak these facts (badd)

[chorus: b.a badd]
sticking to the codes i ain’t breaking that
put it on the stove where my apr+n at
i put it on my soul i ain’t faking jacks
i put it on my soul that i’m stating facts

sticking to the codes i ain’t breaking that
put it on the stove where my apr+n at
i put it on my soul i ain’t faking jacks
i put it on my soul that i’m stating facts

i put it on my soul that i’m stating facts ( repeat 2x)

[verse2: rome streetz]
yo you n+ggas frauding when you recording
you only know the plug because you gave him a small fortune of what your snorting
but let you tell it son you’re the boss man
f+ck n+gga your mother should of had an abortion
i’m tearing heads the f+ck off until i’m pulling the porsche in the red carrera
got smoke for whoever in this era
bet whatever, you off the roof like christ bearer
got stripes like an off white sweater
you got better but ya sh+t still trash
the gun handle is rubber but i still crack ya forehead with the steel half
if you holding any work or jewels then we steal that
you heard i been sh+tting on these n+ggas its still that
and ain’t sh+t changing up
still got em in the spot taking bumps
bags full of flake we exchange for bumps
know wild n+ggas dippin boogies in the angel dust
squares try angles but they will never be the same as us

[chorus: b.a badd]
sticking to the codes i ain’t breaking that
put it on the stove where my apr+n at
i put it on my soul i ain’t faking jacks
i put it on my soul that i’m stating facts

sticking to the codes i ain’t breaking that
put it on the stove where my apr+n at
i put it on my soul i ain’t faking jacks
i put it on my soul that i’m stating facts

i put it on my soul that i’m stating facts ( repeat 2x)

- b a badd lyrics

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