Saucy Santana - Gwalla lyrics

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Saucy Santana - Gwalla lyrics

[Intro] Hello Oh my god, stop askin' the same questions (Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha) I want a big dick baller (It's Trax season bruh) With a whole lot of gwalla [Chorus] I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla Uh, if he broke then you know I ain't fu*kin' wit' him (Nah) This pussy way too good, he in love wit' it I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla [Verse One] Uh, pussy speak guapanese (Ching-ching) Ima put a dog ass ni**a on his knees ni**a, what you thought? Yeah, this pussy ain't free (Nah) b*tch you ain't the one or the two, you the three (Yeah) You can send that lil money to my Cash App You ain't the first dеstination, you the last route b*tch I look good, don't be askin' what I'm wеarin' out I ain't your b*tch don't be askin' bout my whereabouts Broke ni**as always in your mother*ckin' business Rich ni**as only, b*tch get wit it (Yeah) Diamonds all on me lookin', lookin' like a princess That ni**a wanna fu*k, but this pussy too expensive That pussy ain't cheap, b*tch I just shaved Yeah, that pussy stay neat Take the dick whole, yeah, that pussy like to eat Need some TLC or that pussy gonna creep I'mma rich ass b*tch what I need [Chorus] I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla Uh, if he broke then you know I ain't fu*kin' wit' him (Nah) This pussy way too good, he in love wit' it I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla [Verse Two] Gwalla, gwalla, gwalla, gwalla Proud of the pussy but I want more than Prada Scared to spend that check, I ain't fu*kin' wit' no carter Swag so cold and I'm sharper than your barber I'mma call Barbra and I'mma call Shirley Coulda took your ni**a, but the ni**a ain't worthy Boutta change the game, but I'mma chill it's still early b*tch I really rap, I don't need controversy Boy don't post me on your page, I don't need no clout And don't post me on your Snap when you know that's cap Chocolate caramel, he gon' want this frappe Dark skin, gold teeth and he keep that strap Yeah, I'm talkin' my sh*t tonight Pussy been tight, I don't need the hype They don't see the vision, but my diamonds bright Send a verse for a feature, make a b*tch rewrite (Ah) [Chorus] I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla Uh, if he broke then you know I ain't fu*kin' wit' him (Nah) This pussy way too good, he in love wit' it I want a big dick baller with a whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole-whole lot of gwalla [Outro] Whole lot of gwalla, whole lot of gwalla Whole lot of gwalla, whole lot of gwalla (Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha) (It's Trax season bruh)