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saucy santana & city girls - shisha lyrics

[intro: saucy santana]
godd+mn
n+ggas on my body and sh+t
jeans, panties on, and sh+t
i don’t need no ice
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
(it’s trax season, bruh)

[chorus: saucy santana & yung miami]
where the shisha? (where the shisha?)
lookin’ for a thick b+tch named keisha
dope boy, where the reefa? (where the reefa?)
blowin’ pound, eyes low like geisha (like geisha)
p+ssy good, make him sing like aretha (like aretha)
wild ass b+tch, i don’t need no housekeeper
if he got a big bag, he a keeper (uh)
but i’m still livin’ single, queen latifah (miami)

[verse one: yung miami & jt]
get involved wit’ a n+gga, make him pay for it (where the cash at?)
boy, you stu+stu+stutter like you can’t afford it
send the money, send the wire, n+gga, transport it
ass jiggle when i walk so he can’t ignore it (eoww)
shorty, come and get your mans
pretty b+tch, eatin’ lamb in his lamb’
i only took him ’cause i can (haha)
p+ssy sweet, n+gga say i got the yams (uh)
rich n+gga better know what to do wit’ it (uh)
climb up in this n+gga sh+t, act a fool wit’ it
p+ssy fat, thighs thick like cold grits (haha)
b+tch, i’m yung miami, who you f+ckin’ wit’, b+tch? (hold up, hold up)
[verse two: jt & saucy santana]
where the shisha? (pass me the hookah)
dark skin, no belly, i’m keisha (i’m bad)
trick a n+gga, smoke all his reefa
city girl sh+t, n+gga, swipe them visas
i get them racks
f+cked him in my heels, got a mill back
break a b+tch off like a kit+kat
he say i’m a meal, snack
n+gga, chew this ass
i got a coupe, but i came in a uber
he a good guy, hope he come wit’ a shooter
bad b+tch, now you can’t number two her (nah)
if your b+tch home, gotta pack up and move her

[chorus: saucy santana]
b+tch, where the shisha? (where the shisha?)
lookin’ for a thick b+tch named keisha
dope boy, where the reefa? (where the reefa?)
blowin’ pound, eyes low like geisha
p+ssy good, make him sing like aretha
wild ass b+tch, i don’t need no housekepper
if he got a big bag, he a kepper (he a kepper)
but i’m still livin’ single, queen latifah

[verse three : saucy santana]
and you ain’t gotta see me with him, i’ma brag on his bag
takin’ pictures while he sleep, ho, you goin’ out sad (sad)
long money, long hair, livin’ lavish (lavish)
hit the gallery, b+tch, in my elevens
p+ssy good so i use my advantage (ow)
pipe down, i ain’t mean to do damage
just spent his money faster than he can manage (ching)
pretty ass face and i’m thicker than a samage (uh)
boy, ‘fore you talk to me better take a number
need a big d+ck baller, with the lumber
money green, d+ck thick like a cucumber (yeah)
i don’t want rattlesnake, i want an anaconda
sigh, rastafari, bust russ bust
d+ck, make me pum cry
bossy boy, p+ssy make ‘em feel high
d+ck so good, make me pum lie
[chorus: saucy santana]
where the shisha? (where the shisha?)
lookin’ for a thick b+tch named keisha
dope boy, where the reefa? (where the reefa?)
blowin’ pound, eyes low like geisha (like geisha)
p+ssy good, make him sing like aretha
wild ass b+tch, i don’t need no housekepper
if he got a big bag, he a kepper
but i’m still livin’ single, queen latifah

[chorus: saucy santana]
where the shisha? (where the shisha?)
lookin’ for a thick b+tch named keisha
dope boy, where the reefa? (where the reefa?)
blowin’ pound, eyes low like geisha (like geisha)
p+ssy good, make him sing like aretha (like aretha)
wild ass b+tch, i don’t need no housekepper (housekepper)
if he got a big bag, he a kepper (he a kepper)
but i’m still livin’ single, queen latifah (queen latifah)

- saucy santana city girls lyrics

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