paroles de chanson Up Dea - Saucy Santana
All
y'all
hoes
be
talkin'
'bout
me,
what
y'all
gon'
do?
I
only
come
in
first
place
(what
the
fuck
you
gon'
do,
bitch?)
I
don't
do
number
two
If
you
try
to
stop
me,
it's
gon'
take
more
than
yo'
crew
I
don't
want
your
man
and
sadly
he
don't
want
you
Tre
Trax,
I
think
we
got
one,
haha
It's
Trax
season
bruh
Big
tipper,
real
nigga
A
bad
bitch
flipper
and
a
bad
bitch
getter
(yeah)
A
pussy
ho,
I'on't
feel
her
Go
monkey
on
a
bitch,
but
this
not
Spinrilla
You
like
your
nigga
safe,
I
like
my
nigga
triller
(real
niggas)
A
hood
bitch,
fuck
with
them
goons
and
gorillas
That
ho
fine
but
this
ho
a
killer
Don't
take
me
to
your
mammy
nigga,
I
ain't
tryna
meet
her
You
hoes
can't
see
me,
feelin'
like
John
Cena
Your
man
drinkin'
on
my
Henn,
call
it
Aquafina
(water)
Dirty
sprite,
drinkin'
lean
out
a
two
litre
I'm
with
my
man
hittin'
licks
in
his
two
seater
Can't
get
a
man
'cause
you
hoes
just
some
dick
eaters
I
froze
the
game,
now
ho,
you
can't
get
near
a
heater
I'm
killin'
you
hoes,
call
me
the
Grim
Reaper
Too
rich
for
your
blood,
find
another
bitch
cheaper
If
it's
up
there
(up
there)
Then
it's
stuck
there
(stuck
there)
You
can't
handle
me
sis
(nah)
If
he
stuck
here
(stuck
here)
Then
it's
love
there
(love
there)
You
can't
handle
it
bitch
(got
'em)
If
it's
up
there
(up
there)
Then
it's
stuck
there
(stuck
there)
You
can't
handle
me
sis
(nah)
If
he
stuck
here
(stuck
here)
Then
it's
love
there
(love
there)
You
can't
handle
it
bitch
(got
'em)
Scrollin'
through
my
DM
(scrollin')
I
ain't
worried
'bout
my
nigga
or
his
BM
(nah)
Freaks
come
out
at
night,
it's
PM
Ain't
worried
'bout
the
risk,
fuck
that,
I'm
tryna
see
him
You
gotta
buy
me
this
and
that
(yeah)
Spend
all
your
money,
nigga,
less
chit
chat
Lay
it
out
on
a
platter,
don't
bring
a
bitch
no
snacks
Now
how
you
gon'
break
a
piece
off
this
KitKat?
Miss
girl,
why
you
hatin'?
The
niggas
want
me,
you
can't
take
it
(you
mad)
I
got
his
pockets,
tryna
break
it
(break
a
nigga)
Oh,
you
bought
that
ass?
Bitch,
you
better
shake
it
Go
on
girl,
do
your
dance
These
thirsty
bitches
ain't
gon'
give
you
a
chance
He
a
boss,
I
can
tell
by
the
bands
Is
your
pussy
worth
a
Honda
or
Benz?
All
y'all
hoes
be
talkin'
'bout
me,
what
y'all
gon'
do?
I
only
come
in
first
place,
I
don't
do
number
two
If
you
try
to
stop
me,
it's
gon'
take
more
than
yo'
crew
I
don't
want
your
man
and
sadly
he
don't
want
you
If
it's
up
there
(up
there)
Then
it's
stuck
there
(stuck
there)
You
can't
handle
me
sis
(nah)
If
he
stuck
here
(stuck
here)
Then
it's
love
there
(love
there)
You
can't
handle
it
bitch
(got
'em)
If
it's
up
there
(up
there)
Then
it's
stuck
there
(stuck
there)
You
can't
handle
me
sis
(nah)
If
he
stuck
here
(stuck
here)
Then
it's
love
there
(love
there)
You
can't
handle
it
bitch
(got
'em)
Hello?
Hello
Wassup?
Yo,
I
see
you
on
Instagram
with
all
them
niggas
Don't
make
me
come
tear
your
mouth
out
bitch
Here
you
go,
here
you
go,
what
the
fuck
you
talkin'
'bout?
One
of
'em
dumb
ass
Instagram
hoes
done
Inbox
you
some
shit,
what
you
gon'
do,
leave
me?
Nah,
I
ain't
gon'
leave
you
Exactly,
a'ight,
I'm
in
the
studio,
love
you
daddy
Love
you
too
Bye
Yeah,
ho
If
he
stuck
here,
then
it's
love
there
You
can't
handle
it,
bitch
1 Try Your Luck (Intro)
2 Bang
3 Money (feat. Renni Rucci)
4 Fuck It Up
5 Back It Up (feat. LightSkinKeisha)
6 How the Game Goes
7 If It's Up
8 Up Dea
9 Boy Damn (feat. Tokyo Jetz)
10 Let Him Go (feat. KaMillion)
11 Up & Down (feat. Latto)
12 Gangsta Shit
13 Check Up (feat. Jucee Froot)
14 Smoke
15 Nada (feat. Ivorian Doll)
16 High Demand
17 Maneater
18 NBA
19 Friend or Foe
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