Whole Lotta Choppas
Sada Baby Lyrics


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Uh (The Coal Cash Collection)
It's the Queen Sleaze
Nine months motherfuckin' pregnant, like what
I'm bool

Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang)
Detroit
Ooh, lil' nigga wanna try it
I told him, "Black lives matter," I'm a riot
Ooh, ass fat, I had to buy it
Ain't a nigga alive that's gon' deny it
This nigga 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 bitch they been waitin' on (tags)
Gotta pop tags, bitches 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 thang poke out them pants?
If it don't, then I got plans
Bam, just got a summertime tan

Scram, we just puttin' dollars on your head
Niggas violatin', the gang gon' end up dead
Lady in the street but a freak ho in the bed
Trapper on 'em, that's my shooter in the red
Lil' nigga can't keep my pussy out his hands
Fuck 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 the truck that cost your whole house
Bitches imitate me but don't come close
If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast
Bitches 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' bitch wan' ride it
Told the bitch don't get out her body
Hmm, get right beside me
I'ma get in that thang, get to slidin'
This bitch makin' me feel erotic
Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage
And her grandmom related to the Winans
Ooh, that's the shit that I like
You a church girl, bitch, you like Christ
Hmm, you ain't never had pipe
Least not this kind, I'ma fuck you all night
Off a Perc, hmm, off a Perc pack
Yeah, leave a bitch with the hurt back
Where the work? Hmm, where the work at?
My young niggas 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 ass

Scram, we just put them dollars on your head
Snitchin'-ass nigga gave his mama to the feds
Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads
DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands
Lil' bitch can't keep her pussy out my hands
Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands
I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass
I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they ass
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 a 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 nigga, 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 ass, huh

Overall Meaning

Sada Baby's song "Whole Lotta Choppas" is about his life as a rapper and the fame that comes with it. The song is about his lifestyle, and he uses provocative lyrics to describe his sexual escapades and illicit activities. The first verse of the song is about a woman who wants to ride with him, and he warns her not to get out of line. He takes pride in his sexual prowess, and advises the girl to get in his car so he can show her a good time. He doesn't care about her family background or her previous experiences, and sees her only as an object for his pleasure.


In the second verse of the song, Sada Baby talks about the challenges that come with fame. He uses violent language to describe his enemies and warns them to stay away from him. He brags about his wealth and the expensive clothes he wears. He also references the current political climate by mentioning the police (AKA the feds) and snitches. The song ends with Sada Baby talking about his sexual conquests again, and how he has a "Hood Rat Suki" on his hands.


Overall, "Whole Lotta Choppas" is a provocative song that showcases Sada Baby's attitude towards women and his enemies. It is a typical rap song that glorifies wealth and violence, and it is meant to be enjoyed purely for its entertainment value.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm bool (Bang, bang, bang)
I'm gang affiliated


Ooh, lil' bitch wanna ride it Told the bitch don't get out her body Hm, get right beside me I'ma get in that thing, get to slidin' This bitch makin' me feel erotic Huh, she gotta get on this rocket I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage And her grandmom related to the Winans
I'm sexually attracted to a girl who wants to have sex with me in a car, even though her grandmother is famous and I don't care about her sexual experience


You a church girl, bitch, you like Christ Hm, you ain't ever had pipe 'Least not this kind I'ma fuck you all night Off a Perc, hm, off Perc pack Yeah, leave a bitch with a hurt back Where the work? Hm, where the work at? My young niggas wakin' up to serve that
You're a religious girl and I doubt you've had sex this good, I'm going to go all night using marijuana and force you to work for me


They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand dollar pants Don't disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass
People want to see me dance and wear expensive clothes, don't insult me or my friends otherwise you'll have a lot of guns chasing after you


Scram, we just put them dollars on your head Snitchin' ass nigga gave his momma to the feds Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads Dz DT, Sada keep the bands Lil' bitch can't keep her pussy out my hands Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they ass I be in they nerves, G weed gave me is bustin' 'Cause Sada can't be jealous of 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 got me chokin', my nigga, I'm just tellin' Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin'
We're putting money on someone's head for snitching, I have a girl that I'm able to control sexually, I'm successful in the rap industry and might do drugs to stay calm, and my manager is making a lot of money off of my success


Already had dirt on your name Now your best friend got a T-shirt with your name, dig that Big body swerve in your lane Ak hit a nigga in the stomach, knock off a six pack Like cinema, just hear the click-clack Now that's end of riff-raff, that's the end of the bullshit
I have dirt on your name and now your friend's wearing a shirt with your name on it, we hit a guy in the stomach with an AK knocking off his six pack, now everything's over


You know I got a full clip Hmm, walk out and use it I walked past your bitch, I had to say, "Excuse me" Hm, I thought she was a groupie Come to find out, bitch pulled up ridin' with a goofy Huh, and that was you Huh, you wasn't on that couch with me and Huey I had bitches in the wild shakin' booty Had 'em in the parking lot showin' coochie Had 'em in the bathroom actin' unruly (ooh)
I have a lot of weapons and I'm prepared to use them if necessary, I ran into a girl that I thought was a fan, but it turns out she's with someone lesser, and you're that guy. You weren't with my friends and I when I was with some women performing sexual acts




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Casada Sorrell, Cecil Glenn, Onika Maraj, Steven Gibson, Marcus Coleman Black

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@brandonb9664

This song would have been off the chartz in the 90s

@mobleymcfly

Off the fuckin charts! Lol

@amaya_1207

Maybe because its sampled from the song called “Whoomp” by tag team from 1993....

@almighty1k524

It’s about to be on the chart soon cuz it’s catchy asf

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