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saweetie - risky lyrics

three, two shots got a b+tch feelin’ risky

saweetie, how it feel doing number?
i put rims on a hot pink honda
lipgloss on, it’s a pretty b+tch summer
take it how you wanna, i put it on my mama
i heard around town, i’m the baddest ever
b+tches love sayin’ how they fake did it better
heard them hoes linked up, they be mad together
i could do the splits with the 100 spread do better
knew the head was special
he giving brain like a geek
dior cologne, that sh+t a bring out the freak
f+ck a fake n+gga and a pick me b+tch
mouth sl!ck, lunatic, leave a dirty d+ck sick
i’m mr’s. untouchablе, i’m like a lunchable
play like it’s all fun and gamеs when i’m done with you
someone approachable, i’m unregrettable
b+tches is all talk, this ain’t no interview

all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (ooh)
how the h+ll a broke n+gga try to fix me?
pretty b+tch summer, got the whole gang mixy
three, two shots got a b+tch feelin’ risky

workin’ overtime, yeah i barely see my sheets, huh
[?] b+tch, and i ain’t getting beauty sleep
gotta hit it with it, if you tryna get to me
’cause my schedule fillin’ up, i’m booking summer to the spring
ain’t n0body doin’ harder, heard ’bout you, so what’s up with this?
it’s a difference between a puppet and who run the show
i rock the magic city, bust some bands, lettin’ hunnids go
all this ice drippin’ on my body like a runny nose

ask him what my life like now?
cosmo and vogue covers, up the price right now
princess, let my fingers get that right, right now
fat ass, four point, i was making me proud
my jewelry outrageous, don’t ask me what it cost me
two times in the backseat, sipping on dark liquor
ice hit the light, even make ray charles see me
b+tch end up keeping up with [?]

all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (ooh, ooh)
how the h+ll a broke n+gga try to fix me?
pretty b+tch summer, got the whole gang mixy
three, two shots got a b+tch feelin’ risky (ooh)
all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me
how the h+ll a broke n+gga try to fix me?
pretty b+tch summer, got the whole gang mixy
three, two shots got a b+tch feelin’ risky

- saweetie lyrics

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