steven moses - sauna lyrics
(mmm)
(mmmmmm)
(yeaa yea)
(yea)
intro: i send you back shots like you ricky’
moses gotta ar it hold 50
glock b shakin’ it came w a titty
& shout out to my youngins’ cuz dey stay litty
gotcho b+tch & i’m blowing’ her back out
catch a opp den’ i’m takin’ da trash out
n+ggas hating cuz i am da man now
neck on freeze dem vvs’s dey dance now
hook: my music blasting thru the speakers
i’m just tryna run up the commas
do this for my brother, my momma
ball for my brothers that’s locked up
i’m like terminator wit choppas
what’s shaking get hot like a sauna
her p+ssy stay wet like moana
she get that ass from her momma
verse: i pop out balenciaga
she know i’m not wit all the drama
i don’t sleep at night cuz the trauma
this money coming who gone stop us
we the hottеst in the cityyyy
now lmk who f+cking wit me
she want mе to pay for her titties
i told lil baby come and get it
she wanna ride like a rip stickkk
but i’m not bruce lee i can’t kick it
the money and drugs i can flip it
one thing that i want and it’s millions
one thing i want and it’s millions
i just gotta run up the bag
the money reasons that i sag
touch a n+gga he get toe tagged
moncler the sweater
dior christian dior the leather
can’t fw you we can’t be together
still chose up even tho i was better
my diamonds dancing they changing the weather
my diamonds dancing they changing the season
shooters on go man just give em a reason
don’t call it rapping lil n+gga i’m preaching
he get did wrong if i catch him reaching
watching me score while they in the bleachers
lil bro off the percs man i think he tweaking
won’t stop a b+tch if talking bout leaving
f+ck a big homie my whole gang is eating
looking at n+ggas and we not competing
from rags to riches i’m who they believe in
yea yea yeaaaa
hook: my music blasting thru the speakers
i’m just tryna run up the commas
do this for my brother, my momma
ball for my brothers that’s locked up
i’m like terminator wit choppas (yea)
what’s shaking get hot like a sauna (uhuh)
her p+ssy stay wet like moana (okay)
she get that ass from her momma
verse: i send you back shots like you ricky’
moses gotta’ ar it hold 50
glock b shakin’ it came w a titty
& shout out to my youngins’ cuz they stay litty
gotcho b+tch & i’m blowing her back out
see a opp & i’m takin’ da trash out
n+ggas hating cuz i am the man now
neck on freeze dem vvs’s dey dance now
hit da streets time to f+ck in some commas
b+tch i been da goat f+ck a llama
head been f+cked up i suffer from trauma
but i been dat n+gga’ & dats on my momma
cuban link patterned dats neat drown
i’m on go big bro said put da heat down
can’t get rich if my mind onna b+tch now
it’s still free all da guys out da dawg pound
pop a x to hide da depression
smoke weed to forget about stressin’
shout out to my b+tch she a blessin’
i’m h+lla c+cky bout my n+ggas steppin’
(i know dey steppin’)
(i know dey steppin’)
(i know dey steppinnnn’)
(yea yea yeaaa)
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