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sada baby – mutumbo lyrics

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[intro]
boy
drumgod be on that eastside sh-t, on baby, n-gga
drumgod

[chorus]
boy, quit f-ckin’ talkin’ like you know me, on god, you don’t
i ain’t friendly and you know this, on god, my n-gga
i ain’t even one of them n-ggas, on god, my n-gga
i don’t really like no n-gga, boy
quit f-ckin’ talkin’ like you know me
i used to drink that oe but you weren’t around for them days
in the zone with hoes slidin’ ’round, in my dikembes
and all you p-ssy n-ggas out here worried ’bout a timeline?

[verse]
n-gga, get your mind right, n-gga, get your grind right
them n-ggas ain’t mine, right? so them n-ggas dyin’, right?
i’ll get your slime left just to get my slime right
load ’em up at 9 am, that n-gga die by 9 at night
b-tch ain’t taught me how to fight, ain’t no n-gga fight my battle
the apple don’t fall far from the… n-gga, f-ck that apple
pop his top like he a snapple, cookin’ dope in east atlanta
lean, it fix my speech impediment, i ain’t got no speech impediment
you thought we was gon’ reach a settlement? ar’s on his chest, no letterman
chopper eat him like an edible, off the bench like he a veteran
in ajo with my mexicans, shout out to my flexicans
better find where the exit is, straps in here like yes it is
and i’m with my messy friends, we gon’ k!ll the best of friends
sk!lly yellin’ let him live
no he ain’t my motherf-ckin’ brother, know what time it is
n-ggas actin’ like a b-tch, boy, you know you your mama’s kid
skuba steve, brought my bull
spittin’ when i pull up everywhere because the llama full
bought some tools, if you disrespect me then i gots to do it
sock it to ’em
my n-ggas in the bay invest in prost-tution
i be doin’ all the type of music keep your body movin’
he on fire, lighter fluid, he ain’t lyin’, i’m the truth
zoom, got that spider movin’, make them b-tches raise the roof
you, is a p-ssy -ss n-gga, i don’t f-ck with you
lame -ss n-gga, showin’ love don’t make me comfortable, huh

[chorus]
boy, quit f-ckin’ talkin’ like you know me, on god, you don’t
i ain’t friendly and you know this, on god, my n-gga
i ain’t even one of them n-ggas, on god, my n-gga
i don’t really like no n-gga, boy
quit f-ckin’ talkin’ like you know me
i used to drink that oe but you weren’t around for them days
in the zone with hoes slidin’ ’round, in my dikembes
and all you p-ssy n-ggas out here worried ’bout a timeline? huh



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