workin - saucy santana lyrics
[intro]
y’all gon have to put more in
[chorus]
b*tch i’m drunk(i’m drunk)
i want a country ass n*gga in a donk
bass beatin’ down the back of his trunk(boom boom)
young n*gga wanna eat me up for lunch
b*tch, i ain’t wavy, i’m surfin’(mmm)
ima make him spend a bag on purpose(ching*ching)
you’s a broke boy can’t buy a brikin(ahh)
i got all the bad b*tch workin(oohhh)
[post*chorus]
workin’, b*tch come work it(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag, you deserve it(oohhh)
f*ck a broke n*gga you can serve him(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag keep workin’(oohhh)
workin’, b*tch come work it(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag, you deserve it(oohhh)
f*ck a broke n*gga you can serve him(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag keep workin(oohhh)
[verse 1]
rip a rich n*gga outta them amiri’s
i grant a n*gga wish like a fairy
queen of the white toes call me dairy
why do fool love in love, halle berry
chanel bag with the racks in the middlе
real b*tch, we don’t talk under pillows
walk it likе i talk it, so a b*tch gon’ feel her
face on ten, we don’t need no fillers
[chorus]
b*tch i’m drunk
i want a country ass n*gga in a donk
bass beatin’ down the back of his trunk
young n*gga wanna eat me up for lunch
b*tch, i ain’t wavy, i’m surfin’
ima make him spend a bag on purpose
you’s a broke boy can’t buy a brikin
i got all the bad b*tch workin
[post*chorus]
workin’, b*tch come work it(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag, you deserve it(oohhh)
f*ck a broke n*gga you can serve him(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag keep workin’(oohhh)
workin’, b*tch come work it(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag, you deserve it(oohhh)
f*ck a broke n*gga you can serve him(ow)
gon’ and getcha bag keep workin(oohhh)
[verse 2]
goin’ hard in my goyard
bunch of bad b*tches, bunch of black cards
double r on the seats, roof full of stars
i can teach ya, but i have to charge
makin’ love in my chrome hearts
if he ain’t got the bag, i don’t want no parts
i ain’t f*cking with the feds, we don’t do the marks
it’s the “mmm” for me, quotation marks(santana)
[chorus]
b*tch i’m drunk(i’m drunk)
i want a country ass n*gga in a donk
bass beatin’ down the back of his trunk(boom boom)
young n*gga wanna eat me up for lunch
b*tch, i ain’t wavy, i’m surfin’(mmm)
ima make him spend a bag on purpose(ching*ching)
you’s a broke boy can’t buy a brikin(ahh)
i got all the bad b*tch workin(oohhh)
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