Whole Lotta Choppas Songtext
von Sada Baby feat. Nicki Minaj

Uh (The Coal Cash Collection)
It′s the Queen Sleaze
Nine months motherf- pregnant, like, what?
I'm bool
Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang) Detroit

Ooh, lil′ n- wanna try it
I told him "Black lives matter," I'ma riot
Ooh, a- fat, I had to buy it
Ain't a n- alive that′s gon′ deny it
This n- makin' me feel erotic (erotic)
Uh, he a freak like Giannis (Giannis)
To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis

Ooh, I′m 'bout my cake, get your bakin′ on
You don't want that real smoke, get your vapin′ on
Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on
Ain't in a restaurant, but I'm the b- they been waitin′ on
(Tag) Gotta pop tags
B- stuntin′ in them hand-me-down bags, it's sad
Burberry plaid, you in that drip that I already had


They wanna see you do your dance
Do that thing poke out them pants?
If it don′t, then I got plans
Bam, just got a summertime tan

Scram, we're just puttin′ dollars on your head
N- violatin' the gang gon′ end up dead
Lady in the street but a freak h- in the bed
Chopper on him, that's my shooter in the red
Lil' n- can′t keep my pussy out his hands
F- a last minute, gotta book me in advance
Been a bad girl, and I′m tryna get spanked
Pretty little body, but my face look stank

I be in a truck that cost your whole house
B- imitate me but don't come close
If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast
B- ain′t sayin' nothin′, but doin' the utmost
Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties
Even when I tell him "See you tomorrow," he can′t leave
Got the Off-White sneakers, rockin' a tan weave
When I come out, grab Simba, it's a stampede


Ooh, lil′ b- wan′ ride it
Told the b- don't get out her body
Hmm, get right beside me
I′ma get in that thang, get to slidin'
This b- makin′ me feel erotic
Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
I don't give a f- ′bout her milage
Ain't her grandmom related to the Winans?

Ooh, that's the sh- that I like
You a church girl, beat you like-
Hmm, you ain′t never had pipe
′Least not this kind, I'ma f- you all night
Off a P-, hmm, off a P-, bae
Yeah, leave a b- with the hurt back
Go to work, hmm, where the work at?
My young n- 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-

Scram, we just put them dollars on your head
Snitchin′-a- n- gave his mama to the feds
Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads
DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands

Lil' b- can′t keep her p- out my hands
Got a real hoodrat Suki on my hands
I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they a-
I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they a-
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 thang a double decker
Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker
Heard you used to chew on that thang, Hannibal Lecter
Have you poppin′ all of them p- like Heath Ledger
These drugs ain't a joke, my n-, I′m just tellin' you
Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you

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-, ooh