on my body - saucy santana lyrics
[intro]
santana, aye
(it’s trax season bruh)
[chorus]
iced out rollie, make my wrist look swollen
lips plump, b*tch look like angelina jolie (yeah)
suite life llivin’ like zack and cody (yeah)
b*tch you’s a fan, you is not the homie (not the homie)
p*p*p*ssy real good, sound like macaroni (macaroni)
mob b*tch, like i hang wit’ catholic tony
all my n*ggas on go, so don’t push up on me
we’ll clear this b*tch out, make that b*tch look lonely
[verse one]
hopin’ out the benz truck, yeah a b*tch goin’up
got that 1942 gon’ and pour me a cup
tell that n*gga send the money, i be runnin’ it up
i’mma a gangsta not a model, l’il beat a b*tch up
don’t get it f*cked up, this ain’t the internet
i’mma boss b*tch i’ll lеt my shooters handle that
pretty b*tch, gеt em hot every time that i drop
and i bleed a n*ggas pockets ’til he beg me to stop
[pre*chorus]
ouu, they really on my body (on my body)
bad b*tch, yeah i’m motherf*ckin’ c*cky (b*tch, i’m c*cky)
ain’t a b*tch that’s alive that can stop me
i got the first spot, can’t let a bottom b*tch top me (hehe)
[pre*chorus]
ouu, they really on my body (on my body)
bad b*tch, yeah i’m motherf*ckin’ c*cky (b*tch, i’m c*cky)
ain’t a b*tch that’s alive that can stop me
i got the first spot, can’t let a bottom b*tch top me (hehe)
[chorus]
iced out rollie, make my wrist look swollen
lips plump, b*tch look like angelina jolie (yeah)
suite life llivin’ like zack and cody (yeah)
b*tch you’s a fan, you is not the homie (not the homie)
p*p*p*ssy real good, sound like macaroni (macaroni)
mob b*tch, like i hang wit’ catholic tony
all my n*ggas on go, so don’t push up on me
we’ll clear this b*tch out, make that b*tch look lonely
[verse two]
see you hatin’ in the comments gon’ and log out (bye)
i took your n*gga, but i keep him in the dog house
pretty like a barbie, and i’m livin’ in your dream house
icy like saweetie, ask my jeweler i be blinged out
uh, big mac books, big black trucks
first class to columbia to get sn*tched up
v**gr* to you hoes, yeah a b*tch stuck up
mike tyson in the ring, make a b*tch donald duck
[pre*chorus]
ouu, they really on my body (body)
bad b*tch, yeah i’m motherf*ckin’ c*cky (c*cky)
ain’t a b*tch that’s alive that can stop me
i got the first spot, can’t let a bottom b*tch top me (yeah)
[pre*chorus]
ouu, they really on my body (body)
bad b*tch, yeah i’m motherf*ckin’ c*cky (c*cky)
ain’t a b*tch that’s alive that can stop me
i got the first spot, can’t let a bottom b*tch top me
[outro]
(it’s trax season bruh)
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