Sada Baby - Good Wealthy lyrics

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Sada Baby - Good Wealthy lyrics

[Intro] (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney) Mr. I still shoot 'em in the neck, birth defect Mr. I still need me another Percocet Mr. I know them b*tches make you have perfect sex [Chorus] If she pop this perky, work it She gon' let me know that pussy purdy, worth it She gon' tell me if that pussy dirty, early (Hmm) I got a good feelin' that it's clean I just spent five hunnid on some lean (Hmm) Five dollars, purple, red, never green Punch a seven foot ni**a five times, fu*k he mean? Throw my five up with the other five, I'm on ten (Huh) [Verse] Let me show 'em I ain't never had no hoe in me Let that chopper ring for my team, they can't go at me Young Scuba Steve, two b*tches look like Floetry Your man singing to the pigs, write famous poetry (Huh) He a snitch, he a b*tch, he ain't sh*t, ayy Skuba lit, I'm on tip, and I'm rich, ayy Put my stick, in your chick like this, ayy Put my thang in her thang like this, ayy Put that sauce on your b*tch, made her switch sides She ain't never had no ding-a-ling this size I'd be real if I was lil' or 6'5 (Huh) I'd never be a fu*k ni**a in disguise I never change, put it on my gang We gon' bang if them ni**as lame We gon' leave a stain (Hmm) Peep a ni**a face through my Cartier frames If he play, I put my chain on that ni**a brain, ooh Your BM think you a bum 'cause you ain't wearin' buffs Wouldn't give a fu*k if you was, still tear him up (Huh) Shoot a ni**a, leave that boy with all his jewelry (Huh) We ain't tryna rob them ni**as, they just scary (Huh) Talk brave to my dogs, you get buried Tell Juan, tell DT, tell Skilla call Barry Big 6, Big Rell, they'll shoot you like Jerry We don’t care 'bout no CCW's, them hammers we gon' carry We'll blow a ni**a down like a bowl of Larry (Huh) Pull up in a tank, Big Squad military Said that hoe act like a virgin, pop her cherry Eat a bad b*tch pussy and some good wealthy She got tats like me, coochie look healthy Louboutin, oh my God, know lil' baby smelt me See a opp, make 'em die, you ain't gotta help me Faygo pop, ain't no wock, look like grape jelly (Huh) I got murder on my mind, no, I ain't Melly (Huh) I ain't tryna buy the pounds if they ain't smelly I do life for the squad 'cause I hate tellin' He got money but he soft, that's what he ain't yellin' Ain't no ni**as on my side if they ain't felons (Huh) Same ni**as on my side 'cause they ain't jealous Blood fu*k around and get robbed for what he ain't sell us We ain't 'bout to fu*k on no b*tch if they ain't let us Got the Drac', it's gon' shoot Ain't gon' wait, it's gon' ooh Got no patience for you (Huh) Hmm, put your face in the news Shell cases at your place Where you stay, make you move (Hmm) If you see me fightin' a ape in the zoo Help the ape 'cause that ain't what it's gon take to make me lose to him Hmm, no, it ain't no way we can lose Hit the K with the blues, b*tch, you know I'm in my groove (Ayy) [Chorus] If she pop this perky, work it She gon' let me know that pussy purdy, worth it She gon' tell me if that pussy dirty, early (Hmm) I got a good feelin' that it's clean I just spent five hunnid on some lean (Hmm) Five dollars, purple, red, never green Punch a seven foot ni**a five times, fu*k he mean? Throw my five up with the other five, I'm on ten (Huh)