Paroles de la chanson Sweat Check par Saweetie
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Paroles de la chanson Sweat Check par Saweetie
It's Saweetie, bitch
And look
I know y'all tired of me talkin' 'bout a rich nigga
But you are who you fuck
And I'm a big spender
Haha, let's go
I could make a rich nigga chase
Pull that durag off, know I love fresh waves
Fat cheeks and a lil' bitty waist
East side nigga but he wanna be bae, okay
Bad bitch, gotta say it, life's short (Life's short)
Turn it over, put the ball in my court (My court)
Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces
And look
I know y'all tired of me talkin' 'bout a rich nigga
But you are who you fuck
And I'm a big spender
Haha, let's go
I could make a rich nigga chase
Pull that durag off, know I love fresh waves
Fat cheeks and a lil' bitty waist
East side nigga but he wanna be bae, okay
Bad bitch, gotta say it, life's short (Life's short)
Turn it over, put the ball in my court (My court)
Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces
I get a nigga hooked, no chorus
Saweetie so single, need a freak like a Taurus
You don't wanna take me shoppin'? That's borin'
Flyin' foreign, private boardin'
Mile High Club every night I'm tourin'
I'm pretty like JT, fine like Lori
New flip flops, cool, bitch, that's Tory
Countin' up a mill' in house like Corey
Baby daddy love me, bitch, sorry, not sorry
I don't love your nigga, amnesia ('Nesia)
He a fangirl, it ain't nothin' deeper (Deeper)
Niggas always beggin' like Felicia (Felicia)
Freaky bitch, I might pull up in some pleasers (Yeah)
He could work hard but it's easy to me (To me)
Niggas gon' flock but I leave 'em to flee (To flee)
Saweetie so single, need a freak like a Taurus
You don't wanna take me shoppin'? That's borin'
Flyin' foreign, private boardin'
Mile High Club every night I'm tourin'
I'm pretty like JT, fine like Lori
New flip flops, cool, bitch, that's Tory
Countin' up a mill' in house like Corey
Baby daddy love me, bitch, sorry, not sorry
I don't love your nigga, amnesia ('Nesia)
He a fangirl, it ain't nothin' deeper (Deeper)
Niggas always beggin' like Felicia (Felicia)
Freaky bitch, I might pull up in some pleasers (Yeah)
He could work hard but it's easy to me (To me)
Niggas gon' flock but I leave 'em to flee (To flee)
Fuck ****, don't believe in the tweet
He don't know my real name? He believe that it's Saweet
I could make a rich nigga chase
Pull that durag off, know I love fresh waves
Fat cheeks and a lil' bitty waist
East side nigga, but he wanna be bae, okay
Bad bitch, gotta say it, life's short (Life's short)
Turn it over, put the ball in my court (My court)
Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces
I get a nigga hooked, no chorus
It's a pretty bitch summer
Get lit, free drinks, fake numbers
Hunnid missed calls in my phone, no wonder
Stone cold stunna, got thighs like thunder
He don't know my real name? He believe that it's Saweet
I could make a rich nigga chase
Pull that durag off, know I love fresh waves
Fat cheeks and a lil' bitty waist
East side nigga, but he wanna be bae, okay
Bad bitch, gotta say it, life's short (Life's short)
Turn it over, put the ball in my court (My court)
Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces
I get a nigga hooked, no chorus
It's a pretty bitch summer
Get lit, free drinks, fake numbers
Hunnid missed calls in my phone, no wonder
Stone cold stunna, got thighs like thunder
Treat me like Aretha, Franks for a diva
Listen to your niggas, they can tell you I'm a keeper
If you never knew me, that'd prolly be cheaper
If you really knew me, you would know I don't need ya
It's time for sweat check, it's time for sweat check
Hands on your knees, we through the streets
Like it's the Freaknik
It's time for sweat check, it's time for sweat check
Hands on your knees, we through the streets
Like it's the Freaknik
Listen to your niggas, they can tell you I'm a keeper
If you never knew me, that'd prolly be cheaper
If you really knew me, you would know I don't need ya
It's time for sweat check, it's time for sweat check
Hands on your knees, we through the streets
Like it's the Freaknik
It's time for sweat check, it's time for sweat check
Hands on your knees, we through the streets
Like it's the Freaknik
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