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Sada Baby & Snoop Dogg - 2 Freaks (AUDIO)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sada Baby
Sada Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandt Jones
Brandt Jones
Lyrics
Calvin Broadus Jr.
Calvin Broadus Jr.
Songwriter
Casada Sorrell
Casada Sorrell
Songwriter
Danell Stevens
Danell Stevens
Lyrics
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
Jason Bruyninga
Jason Bruyninga
Songwriter
Marvin Whitemon
Marvin Whitemon
Lyrics
Craig Kyle Jenkins
Craig Kyle Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Bruyninga
Jason Bruyninga
Producer
Christopher Smith
Christopher Smith
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Dux Jones
Dux Jones
Producer
Isaiah Brown
Isaiah Brown
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

(You stupid ass lil' boy) Huh I know two, three freaks in the party Huh, huh, I ain't tryna hurt nobody Nah, nah, I ain't tryna hurt nobody (I know) two, three freaks in the party right now I ain't tryna hurt nobody right now No (hmm-hmm) No (hmm-hmm) I know two, three freaks in the party right now I ain't tryna hurt nobody right now No (hmm-hmm) No (hmm) Hey, not at all Two-step in like Snoop And my kinfolk 'nem yellin' "Whoop" Brown skin thing lookin' like she know the Skub She ain't know who I was, I had the M's back in school Hormones jumpin' like the Bose speakers, huh No video, she probably ain't supposed to be here Mix my emotions with the Sprite, I ain't clutchin' the heater You know I'm too much for anything, they be duckin' them features I feel like love is in the air, I took a puff and took it there I grabbed my cup and gave her a hug, we bustin' up, act like I care Hold up, think I know this one more freak, I peeped through her mascara She was cryin' 'cause she thought I was 'bout to slide with her best friend Like, nah, boo-boo, we can share, you know it's better with a pair Throw my robe on, Ric Flair, one rule, don't grab hair For sure can't touch the beard, my people function for years I make your granny show veneers, I be dancin', and she cheer I know two, three freaks in the party right now I ain't tryna hurt nobody right now No (hmm-hmm) No (hmm-hmm) I know two, three freaks in the party right now I ain't tryna hurt nobody right now No (hmm-hmm) No (hmm-hmm) Not at all Came in this motherfucker blue down, booyah Two down, who down? She down, you down No, I'ma keep the pedal to the floor Oh, I had no idea that was your ho So? Do it in slo-mo 'cause I need four more Not in my house, Dikembe Mutombo Pick up the fumble, rumble and stumble The bee that don't bumble, Crip legs in my gumbo Spice it up, slice it up, dice it up (uh-huh) Now hop in the coupe and spend a night with us See, I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody But I be on one like a motherfucker though Kick back while we tic-tac a ho on the low though Me and my nigga though, here we go Sail it, bail it, go crazy Holler at 'em, Sada-da-da Baby I know two, three freaks in the party right now I ain't tryna hurt nobody right now No (hmm-hmm) No (hmm-hmm) I know two, three freaks in the party right now I ain't tryna hurt nobody right now No (hmm-hmm) No (hmm) Not at all (Two, three, two, three) (Two, three, two, three) (Two, three, two, three) (Two, three)
Writer(s): Earl T. Stevens, Brandt Jones, Marvin Whitemon, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Danell L. Stevens, Casada Aaron Sorrell, Craig Kyle Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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