Lyrics That's Cool - Saucy Santana

That's Cool

Tre Trax, I think we got one
It’s Trax season bruh
Uh, new bag double C’s, that’s cool
Straight to the bank, guaranteed, that’s cool
Make a nigga beg, pretty please, that’s cool
Make him spend his cheese, Micky D’s, that’s cool
Imma always get the bag, that’s fasho, that’s true
I’m funny but I’m freaky on the low
Baby mama coochie, no baby mama tho
Yeah you got the hustle, but you gotta have the flow
Santana in this bitch watch out
VIP lit, lil bitch get out
I see some gangsta’s in this bitch, pop out
They gettin money over there, rock out
Bitch I’m outside, what we doin
That nigga drunk, he think he screwing
You see them ballers, they pursuin
Instagram lit, lil bitch keep viwin
I’m doin it good, I’m doin it well
I’m showin my ass, I’m givin 'em hell
Pussy voodoo, got him undr the spell
Yeah I got the sauce, but the shit ain’t for sell
If you broke, you can miss me wit it
Big boss shit, I ain’t fenna deal with it
I just hit a lick Me and Mitch gon split it
Trizzy on te track, yea the beat gone kill it
New bag double C’s, that’s cool
Straight to the bank, guaranteed, that’s cool
Make a nigga beg, pretty please, that’s cool
Make him spend his cheese, Micky D’s, that’s cool
Imma always get the bag, that’s fasho, that’s true
I’m funny but I’m freaky on the low
Baby mama coochie, no baby mama tho
Yeah you got the hustle, but you gotta have the flow
Now, I ian’t even suppose to be in here tonight
But all the ballers in this bitch
Rockin my hips from the left to right
The baddest bitches in my clique
Watchu see, is watchu get
Watchy you touch, is watchu you spend
Gotta make dollars, Ion got cents
There the nigga go, there the nigga went
Cool lil bitch, money good, pussy tip top
Iced a bitch down, then I skated, call him drip dop
Make my own lane cuz these bitches be too flip flop
Please don’t act bad, lil bitch you can get got
Girl he love me, bitch you buggin
Drop the pin, lil bitch he coming
Niggas too commercial
You won’t see it on me
I ain’t Mr. Clark nigga, ain’t no lean on me
New bag double C’s, that’s cool
Straight to the bank, guaranteed, that’s cool
Make a nigga beg, pretty please, that’s cool
Make him spend his cheese, Micky D’s, that’s cool
Imma always get the bag, that’s fasho, that’s true
I’m funny but I’m freaky on the low
Baby mama coochie, no baby mama tho
Tre Trax, I think we got one
It’s Trax season bruh