Rada Rada - Fredo Bang

I’m ballin' hard, ain’t gotta pass the ball

I don’t need your sex at all

I done knocked down half the town

I don’t need no pass around (Yeah)

I’ve fucked the finest, covered in diamonds

They think that I’m conceited (They think that I’m conceited)

Fuck a bitch, I need my check, up in my palm, I gotta see it (Yeah, yeah, yeah),

uh-huh

You spend your rent, your water bill, your light bill too, just on your bundles

(On your bundles)

Babe, I’m a ape, I give you dick fresh out the jungle (Fresh out the jungle)

I got shit, thy tryna fuck me, keep your kid, and I’m like, «Nah»

You get a bag and want a baby, w could go half (Oh, oh)

Could turn you up, could turn you down, you get your options (Yeah)

I could turn you to a baddie like Madonna

I work at Mickey D’s when you can’t fuck with a big-timer (We get high)

You can be my bitch but you don’t come before these commas

Oh ooh, rada, rada, rada, rada, rada, ra (Yeah)

I hit a lick, split this shit with my guys (Yeah)

I’ma pick the money over bitches all the time

Why stress a bitch?

This money got me feelin' fine

Rich bitch, I cut you off right now, you tell me you can’t play the part (Yeah,

yeah)

Bitch, I’m turnt up bad, I don’t need your ass, I could have any whore (Yeah,

yeah)

I got this shit on me right now, what the fuck I gotta be cappin' for?

(Got that shit on I)

Stripper bitch, I pissed that shit you clappin' your lil' booty for (I gotta

put 'em on)

I got a bitch to line 'em up and now she wonder where’s the fire (Fire)

Turnin' heads and breakin' necks when I be passin' in my ride (Ride)

She been sellin' that lil' pussy, she done ran up all her miles (Miles)

Tryna plant a baby, I use a rubber, I can’t believe that ho had tried

Could turn you up, could turn you down, you get your options (Yeah)

I could turn you to a baddie like Madonna

I work at Mickey D’s when you can’t fuck with a big-timer (We get high)

You can be my bitch but you don’t come before these commas

Oh ooh, rada, rada, rada, rada, rada, ra (Yeah)

I hit a lick, split this shit with my guys (Yeah)

I’ma pick the money over bitches all the time

Why stress a bitch?

This money got me feelin' fine