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Sada Baby - Slide Lyrics



Sada Baby - Slide Lyrics
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Hood know, don't slide
Give me one reason
You know I keep it
Cop a murder then I beat it
I said don't turn me up
Please don't turn me up
Don't make me slide up on you
Slide, slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide
Slide, slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide

I ain't gotta slide on him, I slid
Bitch ass nigga know what I did
I mean his gang know what I did
How the f*ck I'm gon' kill a nigga again
I ain't play the chest for the neck and the chin
Headshots really be the best, I'ma win
Fake-ass bulletproof vest he a kid
He really bullshittin' what I'ma do with niggas
Argue with a nigga on the net
'Cause in real life Skuba Steve Sada Baby, beat 'em blue nigga
Matter fact, if I ate a fan
Bet my last band that his lame-ass gon' try to sue a nigga
Purpin' ass nigga for the 'Gram
Man that shit simp, be the main reason I be tryna shoot a nigga
Niggas probably never understand 'til I pull up on these mans
And my hollow tips get to going through a nigga
I get the brain with a other nigga slut
Bitch suck dick, guarantee she eat the nut
Ten times out of ten I eat the butt
Ten more times out of ten she ain't get a buck
Nigga ever put his hands on me, he outta luck
Put the .40 on his ass, give a f*ck if he duck
Matter fact, nigga knock if you buckin'
If it's ugly then this stuck but you knew that little nigga
You stay cappin' why you do that little nigga
Tito Jackson, you ain't exclusive little nigga
School of Mike Jackson, I move move the nigga
Mm bitch, I'm high, I mean I'm moonwalkin'
Wipe my face with the bandana bool off
Big A bitch squad that what the crew call
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, that's a crew call
We'll put the cannon to his head as a crew cut
All y'all niggas got straps, don't shoot nothin'
All my niggas got straps, they'll move somethin'
I get to swangin' on nigga, lean on nigga
Put it on God, I'll do something
My granny told me pray to God to get this juice up
Every time I calm down I get juiced up
'Cause my old bitch see me on some new stuff
Cuff my new bitch no I don't give two f*cks
I get to f*cking this paper up
Chop get to f*cking this face up
She say she ain't never had nay hoe
She done like me so much she'll play drum
Nigga so scared they'll play dumb, yeah
I got moves like you got served
I up this tool like you got nerve
I leave a nigga top half sitting on the curb

This time I'll slide on him
This time I'll slide, slide
Baby, oh, it's time to slide on him, duh
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Hood know, don't slide
Give me one reason
You know I keep it
Cop a murder then I beat it
I said don't turn me up
Please don't turn me up
Don't make me slide up on you
Slide, slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide
Slide, slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide

I ain't gotta slide on him, I slid
Bitch ass nigga know what I did
I mean his gang know what I did
How the f*ck I'm gon' kill a nigga again
I ain't play the chest for the neck and the chin
Headshots really be the best, I'ma win
Fake-ass bulletproof vest he a kid
He really bullshittin' what I'ma do with niggas
Argue with a nigga on the net
'Cause in real life Skuba Steve Sada Baby, beat 'em blue nigga
Matter fact, if I ate a fan
Bet my last band that his lame-ass gon' try to sue a nigga
Purpin' ass nigga for the 'Gram
Man that shit simp, be the main reason I be tryna shoot a nigga
Niggas probably never understand 'til I pull up on these mans
And my hollow tips get to going through a nigga
I get the brain with a other nigga slut
Bitch suck dick, guarantee she eat the nut
Ten times out of ten I eat the butt
Ten more times out of ten she ain't get a buck
Nigga ever put his hands on me, he outta luck
Put the .40 on his ass, give a f*ck if he duck
Matter fact, nigga knock if you buckin'
If it's ugly then this stuck but you knew that little nigga
You stay cappin' why you do that little nigga
Tito Jackson, you ain't exclusive little nigga
School of Mike Jackson, I move move the nigga
Mm bitch, I'm high, I mean I'm moonwalkin'
Wipe my face with the bandana bool off
Big A bitch squad that what the crew call
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, that's a crew call
We'll put the cannon to his head as a crew cut
All y'all niggas got straps, don't shoot nothin'
All my niggas got straps, they'll move somethin'
I get to swangin' on nigga, lean on nigga
Put it on God, I'll do something
My granny told me pray to God to get this juice up
Every time I calm down I get juiced up
'Cause my old bitch see me on some new stuff
Cuff my new bitch no I don't give two f*cks
I get to f*cking this paper up
Chop get to f*cking this face up
She say she ain't never had nay hoe
She done like me so much she'll play drum
Nigga so scared they'll play dumb, yeah
I got moves like you got served
I up this tool like you got nerve
I leave a nigga top half sitting on the curb

This time I'll slide on him
This time I'll slide, slide
Baby, oh, it's time to slide on him, duh
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Writer: Casada Sorrell, Charles Wilson, Lonnie Simmons, Rudy Taylor, Martin Mccurtis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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