Lyrics Pressure - Saucy Santana

I step in, and I walk with a waddle
Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle
Ass like a stripper with a face like a model
B*tch been hating but she still gon follow
He a fan, got a front row seat
Ain′t got a plate but he still gon eat
These hoes been hating they gon keep it lowkey
Ain't going back and forth with a b*tch like me
You know these b*tches like to act like they bad
But don′t want no pressure
And these hoes like to talk a lot of sh*t
But don't want no pressure
She dont want no
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Yeah!
They don't want no
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
She dont want no

If a n*gga do me wrong I gotta take him up and through there
Keep my n*ggas by the double, b*tch don′t make me get a new pair
Paid, poppin, pretty and I don′t care
You know they keep it light like you walking around on thin air
You scared to take a step, but I made them b*tches walk
When I post up on the gram, ima make them b*tches talk
Am I f*cking witcho n*gga, ima make them b*tches stalk
I got the game on lock but keep my n*ggas in a vault
So much swag my boyfriend want to be me
Ion give sideb*tch so his hoes can't see me
Don′t hide behind the scenes
Make that n*gga show you off
Cuz i'm winnin′ over here
I paid the cost to be the boss
Santana on the beat
Got the whole club speechless
Walk em like a dog
But keep these n*ggas on they leashes
Chocolate like a reeses
I stay in my pieces
I stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my features

I step in, and I walk with a waddle
Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle
Ass like a stripper with a face like a model
B*tch been hating but she still gon follow
He a fan, got a front row seat
Ain't got a plate but he still gon eat
These hoes been hating they gon′ keep it lowkey
Ain't going back and forth with a b*tch like me
You know these b*tches like to act like they bad
But don't want no pressure
And these hoes like to talk a lot of sh*t
But don′t want no pressure
She dont want no
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Yeah!
They don′t want no
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
She dont want no

Pressure bust pipes, or creates diamonds
I ain't duckin′ from no action, b*tch I ain't hidin′
Yeah i'm outside and i′m with the sh*ts
Antagonizing hating hoes, gonna drop a diss, silly b*tch
My ass fat, you know
I'm the one, uno
P*ssy take that n*gga mind to Mars, b*tch Bruno
B*tches love to hate
But in my presence givin' kudos
You b*tches be too weird
And I ain′t choppin shit wit you hoes
Now check this, sick wrist, time froze
He spend, his cheese nachos!
Prolly ′nother reason why you mad b*tch
You know I hate a mad hoe, i'm a glad b*tch
In my bag b*tch
Where your funds, where your whip?
You floggin′ hard, you a trip
I got ya man, I ain't givin′ him back
And take your side n*gga too
That's what I call payback

I step in, and I walk with a waddle
Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle
Ass like a stripper with a face like a model
B*tch been hating but she still gon′ follow
He a fan, got a front row seat
Ain't got a plate but he still gon eat
These hoes been hating they gon keep it lowkey
Ain't going back and forth with a b*tch like me
You know these b*tches like to act like they bad
But don′t want no pressure
And these hoes like to talk a lot of sh*t
But don′t want no pressure
She dont want no
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Yeah!
They don't want no
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
She dont want no