Whole Lotta Choppas (Explicit)

Whole Lotta Choppas (Explicit) - Sada Baby

Lyrics by：Casada Sorrell/Marcus Black/Cecil Glenn/Stephen Gibson

The Coal Cash Collection

I'm bool

Ayy yo cash I think we got one

Ooh lil' b***h wan' ride it

Told the b***h don't get out her body

Hmm get right beside me

I'ma get in that thang get to slidin'

This b***h makin' me feel erotic

Huh she gotta get on this rocket

I don't give a f**k 'bout her milage

And her grandmom related to the Winans

Ooh that's the s**t that I like

You a church girl b***h you like Christ

Hmm you ain't never had pipe

Least not this kind I'ma f**k you all night

Off a Perc' hmm off a thirty pack

Yeah leave a b***h with the hurt back

Where the work

Hmm where the work at

My young n***as wakin' up to serve that

They wanna see me do my dance

In these thousand-dollar pants

Don't disrespect me and my mans

Bang whole lotta choppers on your a*s

Scram we just put them dollars on your head

Snitchin'-a*s n***a gave his mama to the feds

Little brother big brother Sada got the dreads

DZ DT Sada keep the bands

Lil' b***h can't keep her p***y out my hands

Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands

I was stackin' blues run up Tookies on they a*s

I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they a*s

I be in they nerves G weed gave me is bustin'

'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed I'm never stressin'

I can see the booty from the bottom that thing come double decker

Let my white boy shoot on that thing he Sam Dekker

Heard you used to chew on that thing Hannibal Lecter

Have you poppin' all of the pills like Heath Ledger

These drugs ain't a joke my n***a I'm just tellin' you

Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you

They wanna see me do my thang

In these brand-new VV chains

Don't disrespect me and my gang

Bang t-shirt full of blood stains

Mmm already had dirt on your name

Now your best friend got a t-shirt of your name dig that

Big body swerve in your lane

AK hit a n***a in the stomach knock off your six-pack

Like cinema just hear the click-clack

Now that's end of riff-raff that's the end of the bulls**t

You know I got a full clip

Hmm walk out and use it

Walked right past your b***h I had to say excuse me

Hmm I thought she was a groupie

Come to find out b***h pulled up ridin' with a goofy huh

Hmm that was you huh

Huh you wasn't on that couch me and uie

Had b***hes in the wop shakin' booty

Had 'em in the parking lot showin' coochie

Had 'em in the bathroom actin' unruly huh

Lil' b***h wan' ride it

Told the b***h don't get out her body

Hmm get right beside me

I'ma get in that thang get to slidin'

This b***h makin' me feel erotic

Huh she gotta get on this rocket

I don't give a f**k 'bout her milage

And her grandmom related to the Winans

They wanna see me do my dance

In these thousand-dollar pants

Don't disrespect me and my mans

Bang whole lotta choppers on your a*s huh