Detroit Red - Sada Baby

Hey hey hey hey hey hey!

I get the impression you think that I’m da lil dog

You treat me like dat

Imma pull this choppa and knock yo lid off

Perky lift off

I got dem bands on me, I’m gettin off

Aye knock that shit off

Before lil blood nem' knock yo shit off (hey!)

I think these niggas think Sada be on dat tit for tat

We don’t do no back and forth scuba

Just bought some sticks for dat

I know what you askin for

You gon get you a clip with dat

Click-clack!

Walkin with dem cans, like it’s a six pack (uh!)

Niggas real petty, niggas real broke

Niggas really bitches, niggas really hoes

I used to get in trouble, now I’m gettin foreigns

I’ll kill yo daughter daddy, don’t play round with me boy

Niggas really punks, ain’t pulled up on me once

I ain’t gon play with none

Four nem' gone put you in the trunk

I been in a slump, still 40'd up

Fat Man pour me up, Pupu hand my cup

Nigga say I got the big head

Cause yo bitch call me big head

I still let her know that shit dead

Cause I been playin round with dem big bands

15 hunnid on joggers

25 bands my chain

PGK my gang

Bitch google my name (uh!)

I get the impression you think dat I’m the lil dog

You treat me like that

Imma pull this choppa and knock yo lid off

Perky lift off

I got dem bands on me, I’m getting off

Aye knock that shit off

Before lil blood nem' knock yo shit off (hey!)

I think these niggas think Sada be on dat tit for tat

We don’t do no back and forth scuba

Just bought some sticks for that

I know what you askin for

You gon get you a clip with dat

Click-clack!

Walkin with dem cans, like it’s a six pack (uh!)

Hop up out the bed (aye yeah)

Got my sauce on

Thirty thousand dollars worth of shoes

Just to walk on

Young Detroit Red

Chopstick, pop a bitch

And burn her like a hot comb

Niggas really soft

4−5, make em Milly Rock

Niggas ain’t really my bros

Most of these niggas really opps

Niggas really poor

You can have dem niggas, dey yours

Sore loser ass niggas

Wasn’t even in the race for the award

How da fuck these niggas in dey feelings?

I wasn’t in mine

I was broke than a bitch

These mofuckin' niggas was out here shinin'

Now I’m out here all the time

And these niggas waitin in line lyin' (yo)

Lame ass nigga

I’m the only one of my kind (yo)

Baby mama so fine, yo son fuck around and be mine

Niggas really fuck niggas

Why I be like fuck a nigga

Fuck around, gotta beat up a nigga

Ain’t neva been no sucka nigga, to duck a nigga

I pull up, been den busted a nigga

Rushed a nigga to the hospital myself

Shoot him again, put the chop stick on the shelf

You niggas no help

So I do it all on my lone (lone)

Whip dough with my left, got my right hand on da phone (phone)

Push start that foreign

ET phone home, home on the Eastside with my killas

Look like a remix to Thriller (uh!)

Chain hitting through da night (uh!)

Zombie eyes in the light (uh!)

Bitin bitches on sight (uh!)

First class my flight (uh!)

You skip class for a pint (uh!)

Gettin ass, and fighting (uh!)

Recent passed indictments (uh!)

My ex bitch still like me (uh!)

In love with the finest (uh!)

Actavis and pink diamonds (uh!)

Cookie cleared my sinus (uh!)

Free, I’m Michael Primus (uh!)

Scuba, Michael Myers

Knife a nigga, he dying

Sada Baby, Optimus Prime

Transform a nigga with dis nine (uhhhhh!)

I get the impression, you think dat I’m da lil dog

You treat me like dat

Imma pull this choppa and knock yo lid off

Perky lift off

I got dem bands on me, I’m gettin off

Aye knock that shit off

Before lil blood nem' knock yo shit off (hey!)

I think these niggas think Sada be on dat tit for tat

We don’t do no back and forth scuba

Just bought some sticks for that

I know what you askin for

You gon get you a clip with dat

Click-clack!

Walkin with dem cans, like it’s a six pack (UH!)