saucy santana - f**k it up lyrics
tre trax, i think we got one, haha
it’s trax season bruh
f+ck it up b+tch, let ’em know (let ’em know)
f+ck it up b+tch, hit the floor (hit the floor)
grab your friends, go to do what you do (woo)
f+ck that n+gga, dust that n+gga, don’t let him break you (nah)
f+ck it up b+tch, show you right (show you right)
f+ck it up, we livin’ single tonight (single)
lil’ daddy, keep your eyes on the prize
don’t make one wrong move ’cause if you slip, i slide
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up, f+ck it up (ahh)
king push, go and skate with your crew (hoo)
you’re worried ’bout me, i ain’t worried ’bout you (nah)
with that big ass head and them big ass clothes
and that lil’ ass d+ck wit’ your tired ass hoes
i want rich n+gga habits, rich n+gga habits (rich n+gga)
a big baller with the cabbage, baller with the cabbage (cabbage)
you can look all you want but don’t grab it (grab)
you could beg all you want, you better jack it
n+gga asked my mood, i’m a savage
i put the l in luscious and lavish (lavish)
you can’t ride me round in a stratus (nah)
cop me a carriage, diamonds and carats
unappreciate broke n+ggas b+tches not cherish
long money make this p+ssy spin like you on a ferris
mo to the—, not esha (ahh)
more money what’s gon’ make you a keeper (yeah)
f+ck it up b+tch, let ’em know (let ’em know)
f+ck it up b+tch, hit the floor (hit the floor)
grab your friends, go to do what you do (woo)
f+ck that n+gga, dust that n+gga, don’t let him break you (nah)
f+ck it up b+tch, show you right (show you right)
f+ck it up, we livin’ single tonight (single)
lil’ daddy, keep your eyes on the prize
don’t make one wrong move ’cause if you slip, i slide
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up, f+ck it up (ahh)
it’s too hot in this b+tch, catch a fever (woo+woo)
this ain’t ripley, still make him a believer
cup full of remy but b+tch i ain’t shether (shether)
you can’t f+ck my friends, you ain’t f+ckin’ me neither
b+tch, stop talkin’ that sh+t
drape my p+ssy in chanel not no trukfit (f+ck n+gga)
b+tch, stop tellin’ them lies
if you ain’t got the money n+gga, bye bye
dance like you f+ck, don’t f+ck like you dance
bow legged in the club, he f+cked up out my stance
(girl the way you movin’ got him in a trance)
small toys, broke boys, you ain’t got a chance
you ain’t f+ck me for free, why you lying? (lying ass n+gga)
hula hoop on the d+ck, i’m hawaiiain
p+ssy n+gga, you the goat, i’m the lion (goat)
send the n+gga to his mammy, have him crying
f+ck it up b+tch, let ’em know (let ’em know)
f+ck it up b+tch, hit the floor (hit the floor)
grab your friends, go to do what you do (woo)
f+ck that n+gga, dust that n+gga, don’t let him break you (nah)
f+ck it up b+tch, show you right (show you right)
f+ck it up, we livin’ single tonight (single)
lil’ daddy, keep your eyes on the prize
don’t make one wrong move ’cause if you slip, i slide
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up b+tch (ahh)
f+ck it up, f+ck it up (ahh)
tre trax, i think we got one, haha
it’s trax season bruh
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