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saint - heathers lyrics

[verse 1: andre martel]
andre, talladega wolverine, x-man, faded wit a blade on me
so clean, make em wanna hate on me
black jeans with the puma’s white as yayo be
nature boy anthem, baddest b-tches stand up
got her on her paws and her moans is like applause
mr. mexico get them hoes in they draws
speedin full throttle, hittin poses like a model
i’m parkin lot pimpin, you are not winnin
you are lost wishin while i scuba dive fishin
scoopin live women, stupid live whippin
gettin two for five beauford at the rally’s drop tints in
let her never pressure, and i get her wetter
like a super soaker hose combined with gloomy type weather
you are pillow soft never like to ruffle feathers
and i get them white girls in groups like heathers

[chorus: sad andy]
i got b-tches like heathers
i’m all about my chedders
if your girl fine i’ma go and get her
i’ma get her let her know i get it wetter
get it wetter yeah she f-ckin with a winner
i’ma get her i’ma have to go and get her
gold on my sweater yeah she f-ckin with a winner
she wanna f-ck my friends i’ma have to go and let her, what

[verse 2: andre martel]
b-tch i’m g-ssin’ i’m the pole position
i’m so cold just like my soul was missin’,
i was geekin cuz these hoes was kissin’
how you mobbin but yo souljas missin’,
ain’t no thing, i be doin me,
yellow women shake it fast and match they jewelry,
you a number one prospect draft sh-t
i could see you was a winner from that -ss pic,
but enough about you i’ma talk about me
nature world money got me on the balcony
and yo girl wearin all of our clothes,
and she know the words at all of our shows
virgil gave me beat i k!ll the beat i slaughter,
beat it up chair shots, i’m jerry lawler
cruisin in the car f-cken crawlin’ like a toddler
and i got my f-cken food ready made to order

- saint lyrics

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