Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pressure, artist - Saucy Santana.
Date of issue: 15.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pressure |
You don’t want no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle |
Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle |
Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model |
Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow |
He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat) |
Ain’t got a plate but he still gon' eat |
These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey |
Ain’t goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me |
You know these bitches like to act like they bad |
But don’t want no pressure |
And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit |
But don’t want no pressure |
She don’t no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
Yeah, they don’t want no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
She don’t want no |
If a nigga do me wrong, I gotta take him up and through there |
Keep my niggas by the double |
Bitch 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 bitches walk |
When I post up on the gram, I’mma make them bitches talk |
Am I fucking wit' yo nigga, I’mma make them bitches stalk |
I got the game on lock but keep my niggas in a vault (Ah) |
So much swag my boyfriend wanna be me |
Ion give side bitch so his hoes can’t see me |
Don’t hide behind the scenes |
Make that nigga show you off |
Cause 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 niggas 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 wit' a waddle |
Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle |
Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model |
Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow |
He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat) |
Ain’t got a plate but he still gon' eat |
These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey |
Ain’t goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me |
You know these bitches like to act like they bad |
But don’t want no pressure |
And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit |
But don’t want no pressure |
She don’t no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
Yeah, they don’t want no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
She don’t want no |
Pressure bust pipes, or creates diamonds |
I ain’t duckin' from no action, bitch I ain’t hidin' (Nah) |
Yeah, I’m outside and I’m with the shits |
Antagonizing hatin' hoes, gonna drop a diss, silly bitch |
My ass fat, you know, I’m the one, uno |
Pussy take that nigga mind to Mars, bitch Bruno |
Bitches love to hate |
But in my presence givin' kudos |
You bitches 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 bitch (Mad) |
You know I hate a mad hoe, I’m a glad bitch |
In my bag bitch |
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 nigga too |
That’s what I call payback |
I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle |
Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle |
Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model |
Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow |
He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat) |
Ain’t got a plate but he still gon' eat |
These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey |
Ain’t goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me |
You know these bitches like to act like they bad |
But don’t want no pressure |
And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit |
But don’t want no pressure |
She don’t no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
Yeah, they don’t want no pressure, pressure |
Pressure, pressure, pressure |
Aye, she don’t want no |
(It's Trax season bruh) |