Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can't Kill Me, artist - Saucy Santana. Date of issue: 13.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
You Can't Kill Me |
| Riding through Miami, it was glory |
| The stripper hoes, they adore me |
| I’m doing shit the girls couldn’t do before me (Nope) |
| It always be |
| That one lame nigga (Sorry ass) |
| Who couldn’t take so he had to pull the trigger (Pull the trigger) |
| The labels calling, the deals getting bigger |
| I went back to my hood and had a cookout with my niggas |
| Rolls Royce riding (Riding) |
| I had a bunch of bad bitches, we was vibing (Ahhh) |
| My mama told me keep grinding |
| My man called, said Bae keep shining (Thank you, Daddy) |
| In the mansion with Tommie we was wilding |
| Mannie Fresh, shit bitch I’m big-timing |
| Naw hoe, this ain’t no Love &HipHop |
| I ain’t on the show sis, ya storyline still flopped |
| Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Real bitch, go to my hood and see (Yeah) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Real bitch, go to my hood and see (Yeah) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me |
| No weapon formed shall prosper (Thank you, Lord) |
| I was drunk as hell laid up at the doctor (Whew) |
| I’m Ghost, where Proctor? |
| FaceTime with Ma Dukes, sounding like a Opera |
| The police? |
| They ain’t give a fuck |
| I’m blessed baby boy, man that shit wasn’t luck |
| I got hit |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| I’m still touring the world while I’m chucking my deuces up |
| Tre pass the Patron |
| Turnt up and I’m ready to show 'em |
| Let’s go, it’s on |
| I’m screaming «Periodt, bitch!"like City Girl clone (JT) |
| Move over, I need my seat on the throne |
| I ain’t got no level yet, making moves on my own |
| These pussy niggas can’t handle it (Nope) |
| I stay crunk, ain’t no need for a mechanic, bitch (Yeah) |
| Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Real bitch, go to my hood and see (Yeah) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Real bitch, go to my hood and see (Yeah) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me |
| Y’all hoes be talking crazy online (Let's fight) |
| Staying with your mama, you can’t speak on mine (Gross) |
| You just a broke ass opinion |
| Poor bitch, you don’t even got a dime (Bitch, I’m rich) |
| While you stalking, I’mma shine |
| Baby girl I’m in the light, you the lime (Sour ass hoes) |
| I get respect from real niggas (Yup) |
| I get respect from real hitters (Real trap shit) |
| I get respect from all the trappers |
| I sell dope, then became a rapper (9−1-1) |
| Perry Florida, what’s happening? |
| Showing love to same bitches I was trapping with (850) |
| I don’t need no army, Mr. Smart Ass |
| GIve me a pen, I’m finna sign for a lot of cash |
| The other bitch, she a old dirty hoe |
| Hit up Verizon so your phone don’t go off during your show |
| Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Real bitch, go to my hood and see (Yeah) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me (Nine lives) |
| Real bitch, go to my hood and see (Yeah) |
| I’m a bad bitch, man y’all can’t kill me |
| Hahahaha (TreTrax, I think we got one, ha) |
| I see y’all internet bitches |
| You can’t motherfucking kill me |
| Bitch I’m just getting motherfucking started |
| It’s a long time 'fore I’m finna get out the motherfucking spot |
| Move the fuck over (It's Trax season, bruh) |
| I need my seat on the throne |
| Tre, let a bitch know |