Lyrics Maneater - Saucy Santana

Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha
Fuck ass nigga, don't never try to play me
It's Trax season bruh

(Ayy, ayy) Maneater
Snatch a nigga soul, I'm the Grim Reaper
Make him run up a check, dig in them pockets deeper
Need a boss not a sleepy nigga or a dreamer
(Ayy, ayy) Maneater
Snatch a nigga soul, I'm the Grim Reaper
Make him run up a check, dig in them pockets deeper
Need a boss not a sleepy nigga or a dreamer

"Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme" (gimme that)
Them the words you gon' hear when fuckin' with me (eoww)
Check yo' Twitter, I'ma always be trendin'
Check yo' balance, I'ma always be spendin', yeah
I want the money, want the cash, you know I'm with it
Pay the admission 'fore you try to get a ticket
Set it off in this bitch, don't get me heated
Walk 'em like a dog, that's how niggas should be treated
Why you on my line? Cryin' on the phone
Steady tellin' lies, I can hear your tone
Stop callin' your friends, sayin' you was my mans
It was fun for the night but that wasn't the plan
Women lie, men lie, that's a part of the game
I'm a gold-digging bitch, I don't got no shame
Let these niggas run loose, I ain't claimin' a thang
Cash, check or charge, keep yo' lies in your weak ass brain

(Ayy, ayy) Maneater
Snatch a nigga soul, I'm the Grim Reaper
Make him run up a check, dig in them pockets deeper
Need a boss not a sleepy nigga or a dreamer
(Ayy, ayy) Maneater
Snatch a nigga soul, I'm the Grim Reaper
Make him run up a check, dig in them pockets deeper
Need a boss not a sleepy nigga or a dreamer

He really think I love him but I really love his commas
Thought you was hittin' raw but I made him use a condom
Top floor pussy, ain't finna tiptoe at yo mama's
Icy bitch, pricey bitch, ain't finna ride round in your Honda
I know a real hood bitch flippin' tricks, her name was Shonda
I know a schemin' lil' chick hittin' licks, what's up Yolanda?
Dig in your pockets while you sleep, I want the cash, no anaconda
Jackpot, now let me call my girl Tonya
Ahh, Tonya, she a smooth operator
Prissy lil' chick, but she keepin' shit player
Takin' niggas down, whew chile, she a slayer
Man, shorty 'bout that action, call her the tomb raider
And we discussin', let's talk about money (numbers)
If we talkin' numbers, let's talk about hunnids (hunnids)
You talk a good game, how bad do you want it?
Oh, you got the bag? Well fuck nigga
Run it (run that motherfuckin' check)

(Ayy, ayy) Maneater
Snatch a nigga soul, I'm the Grim Reaper
Make him run up a check, dig in them pockets deeper
Need a boss not a sleepy nigga or a dreamer
(Ayy, ayy) Maneater
Snatch a nigga soul, I'm the Grim Reaper
Make him run up a check, dig in them pockets deeper
Need a boss not a sleepy nigga or a dreamer

Maneatin' niggas
Y'all know the motherfuckin' vibes
Let a nigga know that we eatin' they ass up
Chewin' 'em up and spittin' them the fuck out
And when you come talkin', come with that motherfuckin' check
Thank ya!
Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha
It's Trax season bruh