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not a saint - so santana lyrics

[intro]
pour me up some lean ya dig
how you mad at me cause your friend wanna rape me out my clothes dig
you can’t really blame me i told you what the sh*t was and what it wasn’t, so that’s yo fault
ain’t no cap in my game

[chorus]
she said she want to ride with a saint so i might just let her ride with a saint
yeah she a ride or die told me she would k!ll and die for a saint
yeah she won’t ever lie she a saint and
she gon play her part if i tell her what part just to play cause she want a little fame
she don’t f*ck with you cause you’re a lame
p*ssy motherf*cker just charge it to the game
[verse 1:]
i’m a sinner not a saint
she got on her knees she didn’t pray
i f*ck different b*tches everyday
i can walk on water like a lake
imma feast her, imma eat her, i ain’t talkin’ bout a date
suck the blood from her coochie i can’t wait
you thought i was cappin’ but no i’m not a saint
hey hey, hey hey hey hey, wait (wait)
s to the a to the i.n.t n*gga
imma add some angels to his motherf*ckin team n*gga
told her that i love her but no i can’t be with her
thought she’s a carnivore she’s a real meat eater
five lines left pour it in a two liter
pulled up with nazzii now all of these hoes want to meet us
i run game like a motherf*ckin’ cheetah
and you can call me the new derek jeter
i beyonce that b*tch
every time she sucks on my d*ck she makes me glitch
if you suck the whole clique then b*tch you might get rich
counting up twenties and fifties and hundreds
she gon hop on my d*ck just like a bunny
show me how bad do you really want it
she’s not a motherf*ckin’ saint
yeah she ate me like the last f*ckin’ plate
[chorus]
she said she want to ride with a saint so i might just let her ride with a saint
yeah she a ride or die told me she would k!ll and die for a saint
yeah she won’t ever lie she a saint and
she gon play her part if i tell her what part just to play cause she want a little fame
she don’t f*ck with you cause you’re a lame
p*ssy motherf*cker just charge it to the game

[verse 2:]
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey
she got a lot of grip on that p*ssy
ou i might get stuck in that p*ssy
i’ll commit a sin in that p*ssy
f*ck her yeah i think she had a kid in that p*ssy
oops i meant, i left a lot of kids in her p*ssy
baby just wait like one second
i wrapped the b*tch like a present
keep some bad hoes in my presence
i think the baddest come straight out of texas
shoot my shot no smith and wesson
ha
ha
ha
ahh
i stick my d*ck in a soaking cut
no she’s not a saint but she blessin’ us
do the dash in a demon twelve eat my dust
and the boy was so green we put hole in one
f*ck his momma now that lil boy he my son
and this dirty pistol shoot like golden gun
free my n*ggas out the pin like john dillinger
[chorus]
she said she want to ride with a saint so i might just let her ride with a saint
yeah she a ride or die told me she would k!ll and die for a saint
yeah she won’t ever lie she a saint and
she gon play her part if i tell her what part just to play cause she want a little fame
she don’t f*ck with you cause you’re a lame
p*ssy motherf*cker just charge it to the game

[verse 3:]
just charge it to the motherf*ckin’ game
p*ssy motherf*cker you a lame
i get too many these riches (too many)
f*ckin’ these rich n*gga’s b*tches (what)
you cannot duck none of these switches
buy my b*tch a new extension
imma make sure that she good sh*t
helen keller to the bullsh*t
empty the full clip
my money so long i might need me a forklift
i’m not a saint i f*ck b*tches like mormons’
fresh to death walking like corpses
saints flying high but we soaring
i’m not a saint girl i’m sorry

- so santana lyrics

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