saucy santana – too much lyrics
[chorus]
i been that b+tch and y’all can’t keep up
talk yo sh+t, bet i won’t get touched
cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh+t gone bust
tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
b+tch you running yo gums, too much
and i like my funds, too much
can’t f+ck with no bums, cause i cost too much
they don’t wanna come around cause i floss too much
[verse one]
uh, hoe you feeling tough then at me
bank on slam dunk ballin’ like an athlete
b+tch you a maid, you a lame, you a maddy
hoe you done drunk too much, you getting aggy
walk in the club, k!ll the scene, i’m a baddie
drip got a whole b+tch gang lookin’ tacky
got so many n+ggas i ain’t tryna meet ya mammy
make ya baby daddy miss time with his family
these hoes foldin’ and scrollin’
these b+tches eyes is rollin’
you hoes sleep as h+ll, it’s giving mеlatonin
yeah, i’m the baddest b+tch, ain’t got no opponеnt
i gave you 60 seconds, you done had ya moment
ricky on my feet, p+ssy on a lake
gasping for air, begging for a break
dinner being served, gon’ make your plate
and if a b+tch want beef, then i’m handing out steak
[chorus]
i been that b+tch and y’all can’t keep up
talk yo sh+t, bet i won’t get touched
cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh+t gone bust
tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
b+tch you running yo gums, too much
and i like my funds, too much
can’t f+ck with no bums, cause i cost too much
they don’t wanna come around cause i floss too much
[chorus]
i been that b+tch and y’all can’t keep up
talk yo sh+t, bet i won’t get touched
cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh+t gone bust
tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
b+tch you running yo gums, too much
and i like my funds, too much
can’t f+ck with no bums, cause i cost too much
they don’t wanna come around cause i floss too much
[verse two]
you n+ggas rap bout the sauce that i been had
i was paid ‘fore rap, that’s a big bag
yeah, b+tch i’m it, but i don’t play tag
and we don’t suck no d+ck for no handbag (nah)
eat your favorite rapper, i could be the pac+man
eat your favorite trapper, i could be the sack man
gone pledge kappa, cause you b+tches steady cappin’
crunchin’ on you hoes, you can call me the captain
yo rent cost my shoes
you cannot skip to my lou (to my lou)
don’t stress how i do, i do me, do you
you know poppin’ bottles ain’t a d+mn thang (nah)
i got the hot sauce for my lemon pepper w+ngs
b+tch i kicked the door in, ain’t have to pull strangs
yeah, i been the champ, i need six rangs
[chorus]
i been that b+tch and y’all can’t keep up
talk yo sh+t, bet i won’t get touched
cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh+t gone bust
tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
b+tch you running yo gums, too much
and i like my funds, too much
can’t f+ck with no bums, cause i cost too much
they don’t wanna come around cause i floss too much
[chorus]
i been that b+tch and y’all can’t keep up
talk yo sh+t, bet i won’t get touched
cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh+t gone bust
tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
b+tch you running yo gums, too much
and i like my funds, too much
can’t f+ck with no bums, cause i cost too much
they don’t wanna come around cause i floss too much
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