Lyrics Pricey - Saucy Santana

Pricey - Saucy Santana
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Date of issue: 04.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Pricey

It’s trax season bruh
I ain’t talkin on the phone
Broke boy leave me alone
I’m too pricey
(Too price, too price, too pricey)
50 shots of Patron
Ya baby mama favorite song
I ain’t tryna be ya wifey
Baby boy don’t wife me
Long hair, don’t care
Pussy whoa, rick flare
Let’s get high
(Get high, get high, get hight)
All my baddies with the shits
Cartier to cool my wrist
We too icy, icy, too icy, icy
Bitch I’m a problem
I ain’t tryna take ya man, I’m tryna stall him
Bitch he the problem
Late creeping, always cheating
Baby girl you better call him
I like a grown man, big stacks, big tax
You at forever 21, baby we shoppin' at saks
I’m uncle sam to you hoes.
and I’m always charging tax
And it’s never to my face, you talk dat shit behind my back
Uh, and bitch I’m still a problem
In Miami drop top, breezing through the Bell Harbor
Big bank, full tank, full throttle
Walk a bitch down like a motherfuckin' model
Nigga try your luck, baby boy spin the bottle
Pussy preachin to that nigga, now I got him feelin gospel
I’m flier than you hoes, whether a jet or a airplane
Who gassin up these bitch, that’s enough of the propane
I ain’t talkin on the phone
Broke boy leave me alone
I’m too pricey
(Too price, too price, too pricey)
50 shots of Patron
Ya baby mama favorite song
I ain’t tryna be ya wifey
Baby boy don’t wife me
Long hair, don’t care
Pussy whoa, rick flare
Let’s get high
(Get high, get high, get high)
All my baddies with the shits
Cartier to cool my wrist
We too icy, icy, too icy, icy
Hold on, hold on
Boy what’s deal
Is you gon cash out on the motherfuckin bill
You gotta pay for that thing Lauryn Hiil
Pussy bald, lil bill, want the tea, here’s the spill
I’m snatchin wigs, make sure you bring ya cap
I’m off the chain, bitch you know I’m off the map
Lookin for a dope dealer, meet at the trap
Walk in feel the room, ain’t no space for no gap
Uh, Fendi shoes, bitch I’m fresh off the porch
Ha, you was hot now it’s time to pass the torch
I’m Snow White and you bitches is my dwarfs
I’m the source, I’m the force
Passing bitches in my Porsche
I’m the one not the two
I’m his bae, not the boo
It’s giving wifey, it’s giving wifey
I make it do what it do
That’s on period pooh, I’m too shiesty
I’m too shiesty
I ain’t talkin on the phone
Broke boy leave me alone
I’m too pricey
(Too price, too price, too pricey)
50 shots of Patron
Ya baby mama favorite song
I ain’t tryna be ya wifey
Baby boy don’t wife me
Long hair, don’t care
Pussy whoa, rick flare
Let’s get high
(Get high, get high, get high)
All my baddies with the shits
Cartier to cool my wrist
We too icy, icy, too icy, icy

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Artist lyrics: Saucy Santana