SADA BABY feat NICKI MINAJ – Whole Lotta Choppas [Remix] Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

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This single was released on 15 October 2020. The vocals are by Sada Baby , Nicki Minaj . The music is produced by CoalCash Blac, and the lyrics are written by Steve Roll’n, DC the Brain Supreme, CoalCash Blac, Nicki Minaj , Sada Baby.
It is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 130 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.

 
Original Key: B Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 130
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
[INTRO]
 
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 Uh (The Coal Cash Collection)
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 It's the Queen Sleaze
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 Nine months motherfuckin' pregnant, like, what?
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 I'm bool
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 Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang) Detroit

 [VERSE]
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 Ooh, lil' nigga wanna try it
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 I told him, "Black lives matter," I'ma riot
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 Ooh, ass fat, I had to buy it
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 Ain't a nigga alive that's gon' deny it
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 This nigga makin' me feel erotic (Erotic)
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 Uh, he a freak like Giannis (Giannis)
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 To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis
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 Ooh, I'm 'bout my cake, get your bakin' on
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 You don't want that real smoke, get your vapin' on
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 Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on
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 Ain't in a restaurant, but I'm the bitch they been waitin' on (Tag) 
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 Gotta pop tags, bitches stuntin' in them hand-me-down bags
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 It's sad, Burberry plaid, you in that drip that I already had
 
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 [CHORUS]
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 They wanna see you do your dance
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 Do that thing pokе out them pants?
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 If it don't, then I got plans
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 Bam, just got a summertimе tan

 [VERSE]
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 Scram, we're just puttin' dollars on your head
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 Niggas violatin' the gang gon' end up dead
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 Lady in the street but a freak ho in the bed
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 Chopper on him, that's my shooter in the red
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 Lil' nigga can't keep my pussy out his hands
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 Fuck a last minute, gotta book me in advance
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 Been a bad girl, and I'm tryna get spanked
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 Pretty little body, but my face look stank
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 I be in a truck that cost your whole house
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 Bitches imitate me but don't come close
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 If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast
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 Bitches ain't sayin' nothin', but doin' the utmost
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 Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties
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 Even when I tell him, "See you tomorrow," he can't leave
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 Got the Off-White sneakers, rockin' a tan weave
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 When I come out, grab Simba, it's a stampede

 [VERSE]
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 Ooh, lil' bitch wan' ride it
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 Told the bitch don't get out her body
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 Hmm, get right beside me
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 I'ma get in that thang, get to slidin'
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 This bitch makin' me feel erotic
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 Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
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 I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage
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 Ain't her grandmom related to the Winans?
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 Ooh, that's the shit that I like
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 You a church girl, beat you like Christ
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 Hmm, you ain't never had pipe
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 Least not this kind, I'ma fuck you all night
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 Off a Perc', hmm, off a Perc', bae
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 Yeah, leave a bitch with the hurt back
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 Go to work, hmm, where the work at?
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 My young niggas wakin' up to serve that
 
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 [CHORUS]
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 They wanna see me do my dance
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 In these thousand-dollar pants
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 Don't disrespect me and my mans
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 Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass

 [VERSE]
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 Scram, we just put them dollars on your head
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 Snitchin'-ass nigga gave his mama to the feds
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 Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads
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 DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands
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 Lil' bitch can't keep her pussy out my hands
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 Got a real hoodrat Suki on my hands
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 I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass
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 I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they ass
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 I be in they nerves, G weed gave me is bustin'
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 'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed, I'm never stressin'
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 I can see the booty from the bottom, that thang a double decker
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 Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker
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 Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter
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 Have you poppin' all of them pills like Heath Ledger
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 These drugs ain't a joke, my nigga, I'm just tellin' you
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 Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you
 
 [CHORUS]
 Bm
 They wanna see me do my dance
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 In these thousand-dollar pants
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 Don't disrespect me and my mans
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 Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass, ooh

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