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sada baby – unkle hell yea lyrics

[intro]
(you stupid+ass lil’ boy)
in the building
trap, trap, take care of—
ayy, ayy, yeah

[chorus]
all the real n+ggas in the building
trap, trap, take care of children
all the real n+ggas on the squad with them
beat the block, take care of mama ‘nem
all the bad b+tches, do you hear me?
suck a mean d+ck, mind your business
all the real hoes, do you feel me?
let me put my babies on your titties

[verse]
how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? scratch that
b+tch, i got a draco with the wood, yup, yup, and i’m ridin’ with that thing through the hood
i might pull up to the lemonade stand for the kids
play it off, hit your crib for your bands and your lid
over life or ándale, i bakе a cake and get him dead
my migos likе ándale, they put machetes to his head, huh
peter piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, scratch that
we don’t like her, we gon’ put lil’ baby in the trash bag
put the 40 on a n+gga, get him blew like it’s a hashtag
my young dog just paid for some blues off of cash app
skuba steve best dance moves since michael jackson
can’t get jiggy with n+ggas like michael blackson
sada baby talk more sh+t than michael rapaport
type of n+gga whip an adventure to an aventador, huh
[chorus]
all the real n+ggas in the building
trap, trap, take care of children
all the real n+ggas on the squad with them
beat the block, take care of mama ‘nem
all the bad b+tches, do you hear me?
suck a mean d+ck, mind your business
all the real hoes, do you feel me?
let me put my babies on your titties

[verse 2]
i say boosie ru ate them bullets up ’cause he a big dog
n+ggas in they feelings ’cause they know we ’bout to lift off
same reason all them same n+ggas gettin’ picked off
main reason all my main b+tches never with y’all
head honcho, skuba, i’m the main one
still slidin’ through the city with my handgun
workin’ line to them n+ggas, i don’t fear nothin’
beat the f+ck out a n+gga if i feel a way
fifty hollows in this drum, it’s a giveaway
out the way, but still’ll drop you if you in the way
i be waitin’ on new choppers comin’ in the mail
pray to god every night, still gon’ give ’em h+ll
if my fiends want that raw, i’m gon’ give it to ’em
my main office my auntie ‘nem living room
ar leave his feet wet, this ain’t no kiddie pool
make your b+tch stuff my pills in the fitting room, huh
[chorus]
all the real n+ggas in the building
trap, trap, take care of children
all the real n+ggas on the squad with them
beat the block, take care of mama ‘nem
all the bad b+tches, do you hear me?
suck a mean d+ck, mind your business
all the real hoes, do you feel me?
let me put my babies on your titties

- sada baby lyrics

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