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Sada Baby

Mutumbo

 

Mutumbo

(album: Bartier Bounty - 2019)


Boy
DrumGod be on that Eastside shit, on baby, nigga
DrumGod

Boy, quit fucking talking like you know me, on God, you don't
I ain't friendly and you know this, on God, my nigga
I ain't even one of them niggas, on God, my nigga
I don't really like no nigga, boy
Quit fucking talking like you know me
I used to drink that OE but you weren't around for them days
In the zone with hoes sliding 'round, in my Dikembes
And all you pussy niggas out here worried 'bout a timeline?

Nigga, get your mind right, nigga, get your grind right
Them niggas ain't mine, right? So them niggas dying, right?
I'll get your slime left just to get my slime right
Load 'em up at 9 AM, that nigga die by 9 at night
Bitch ain't taught me how to fight, ain't no nigga fight my battle
The apple don't fall far from the... Nigga, fuck that apple
Pop his top like he a Snapple, cooking 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' kill the best of friends
Skilly yelling let him live
No he ain't my motherfucking brother, know what time it is
Niggas acting like a bitch, boy, you know you your mama's kid
Skuba Steve, brought my bull
Spitting 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 niggas in the Bay invest in prostitution
I be doing all the type of music keep your body moving
He on fire, lighter fluid, he ain't lying, I'm the truth
Zoom, got that Spider moving, make them bitches raise the roof
You, is a pussy ass nigga, I don't fuck with you
Lame ass nigga, showing love don't make me comfortable, huh

Boy, quit fucking talking like you know me, on God, you don't
I ain't friendly and you know this, on God, my nigga
I ain't even one of them niggas, on God, my nigga
I don't really like no nigga, boy
Quit fucking talking like you know me
I used to drink that OE but you weren't around for them days
In the zone with hoes sliding 'round, in my Dikembes
And all you pussy niggas out here worried 'bout a timeline? Huh

done

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