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gangsta shit - saucy santana lyrics

[intro]
pretty lil’ b*tch but i still be on that gangster sh*t
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
pretty lil’ b*tch but i still be on that gangster sh*t
(it’s trax season bruh)

[chorus]
gangster b*tch, i don’t play about my paper
i might f*ck him now and mail him to you later
boujie b*tch but i’m keepin’ sh*t player (player)
runnin’ game so these n*ggas like the lakers
come and try me, try me, try me, try me, try me b*tch
make him buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me b*tch
nails on fleek but i’ll break ’em when i smack you sis
pretty lil’ b*tch but i still be on that gangster sh*t (yeah)

[verse 1]
bad b*tch, bad habits (bad habits) (yup)
don’t test me, i’m a savage (i’m a savage)
all about the cheese and my motherf*ckin’ cabbage (gang, gang)
material girl, yeah, i’m livin’ lavish (eoww)
come with your wallet n*gga, not baggage
write the check with your mouth then your ass gotta cash it
whoop a ho, ike turner (baow)
i got the secrets b*tch, grab your journal (yeah)
i’m on fire, inferno (hot)
you got beef on your chest, it’s internal
what i’ma do? run up a z (run it up)
where do i stay? in a b*tch group chat
f*ck on a n*gga but make sure you text
that’s everybody d*ck, lil’ mama, relax
money up front, n*ggas be cap
groupie ass n*gga, i’on want no dap

[chorus]
gangster b*tch, i don’t play about my paper
i might f*ck him now and mail him to you later
boujie b*tch but i’m keepin’ sh*t player (player)
runnin’ game so these n*ggas like the lakers
come and try me, try me, try me, try me, try me b*tch
make him buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me b*tch
nails on fleek but i’ll break ’em when i smack you sis
pretty lil’ b*tch but i still be on that gangster sh*t

[verse 2]
all up in club, they feelin’ my flow
one trappin’ weed, one sellin’ coke
where the pint scr*pers that be cookin’ that dope?
please don’t drop me, can’t take my [?] (nah)
when i hit the scene, them n*ggas gon’ jump (yeah)
got felonies, [?]
shout out to the real plugs, all my n*ggas sell drugs
f*ck with goons and real thugs (yeah, that’s that gangster sh*t)
ak’s, they gon’ spray ’em (stupid)
before you get to me, gotta meet the mayor (first)
trap girl, you gotta pay her
got gorillas that’s gon’ come through and lay ya
mack a n*gga up, the fine? that’s a cl!ck clack
i’ll drag me a b*tch, get your wig sn*tched
worried ’bout me ’cause you unemployed
i don’t get [?] b*tch, you’ll get destroyed

[bridge]
gangster b*tch, i don’t play about my paper
i might f*ck him now and mail him to you later
boujie b*tch but i’m keepin’ sh*t player (player)
runnin’ game so these n*ggas like the lakers
come and try me, try me, try me, try me, try me b*tch
make him buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me b*tch
nails on fleek but i’ll break ’em when i smack you sis
pretty lil’ b*tch but i still be on that gangster sh*t (let’s go)

[chorus]
gangster b*tch, i don’t play about my paper (gangster ass ho)
i might f*ck him now and mail him to you later (fedex)
boujie b*tch but i’m keepin’ sh*t player (eoww)
runnin’ game so these n*ggas like the lakers (like the lakers)
come and try me, try me, try me, try me, try me b*tch (try me p*ssy ass ho)
make him buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me b*tch (buy me, n*gga)
nails on fleek but i’ll break ’em when i smack you sis (bang)
pretty lil’ b*tch but i still be on that gangster sh*t (pretty lil’ gangster)

[outro]
haha
yeah
try me, try me, try me b*tch
gangster, gangster, gangster b*tch
real hood ho, real pretty b*tch
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
last but not least, i’m always on that gangster sh*t
(it’s trax season bruh)

- saucy santana lyrics

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