Saucy Santana - On My Body 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-pussy real good, sound like macaroni (Macaroni) Mob b*tch, like I hang wit' Catholic Tony All my ni**as 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 ni**a 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 fu*ked 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 ni**as pockets 'til he beg me to stop [Pre-Chorus] Ouu, they really on my body (On my body) Bad b*tch, yeah I'm motherfu*kin' co*ky (b*tch, I'm co*ky) 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 motherfu*kin' co*ky (b*tch, I'm co*ky) 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-pussy real good, sound like macaroni (Macaroni) Mob b*tch, like I hang wit' Catholic Tony All my ni**as 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 ni**a, 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 snatched up Viagra 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 motherfu*kin' co*ky (co*ky) 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 motherfu*kin' co*ky (co*ky) 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)