Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nice, artist - Saucy Santana. Date of issue: 04.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nice |
| Uh, yea |
| Santana on the beat bitch |
| (And if the beat live you know lil Ju made it) |
| Body it’s nice, jewelry on ice |
| This ain’t what ya want, think twice |
| I got expensive habits, pay the price |
| My swag, so cold |
| My aura, so bold |
| Broke boys so what they told |
| Bosses over here, gotta play yo role |
| Take a seat while I pop my shit |
| That is not a real rollie, real rollies don’t tick |
| Them is not real shooters, real shooters don’t miss |
| I like crip niggas only, not a blood not ya sis |
| Blow racks on my drip with ease |
| Big momma to you hoes, say please |
| Mak a nigga go crazy, Chris Breeze |
| Talk is cheap daddy spend yo chees |
| I’m still fine, and he still mine |
| Big dick nigga, and it’s Calvin Klein |
| Calvin Klein when he only in the trap tho |
| He don’t no boogie bitch, he want a trap hoe |
| R-e-s-p-e-c-t, shittin on you hoes, respectfully |
| On the gram lurkin for me, goin through my page |
| Desperately |
| Body it’s nice, jewelry on ice |
| This ain’t what ya want, think twice |
| I got expensive habits, pay the price |
| My swag, so cold |
| My aura, so bold |
| Broke boys so what they told |
| Bosses over here, gotta play yo role |
| Keep my foot on y’all neck, or let you breathe again |
| Keep curvin these niggas, or should I let 'em in |
| Keep swervin on these hoes in my big body benz |
| Copy cat, roger that, I’m the one that set the trends |
| Where you stay at, how you live |
| Where your car, how big yo crib |
| Still stayin with you momma give this nigga a bib |
| But he be lit on the gram, man these niggas a trip |
| I’m the baddest bitch, I ain’t gone hold you |
| But you bitches knew that, I know they told you |
| Every time I hit the scene, it’s major |
| We gettin' money over here, we gettin' paper |
| Make yo nigga go crazy, he amazed cause I’m so amazing |
| I like five star meals, go brazy |
| Getting chauffeured round the city, Ms. Daisy |
| Body it’s nice, jewelry on ice |
| This ain’t what ya want, think twice |
| I got expensive habits, pay the price |
| My swag, so cold |
| My aura, so bold |
| Broke boys so what they told |
| Bosses over here, gotta play yo role |