Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sweat Check, artist - Saweetie. Date of issue: 15.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sweat Check |
| It's Saweetie, bitch |
| And look |
| I know y'all tired about me talkin' 'bout a rich nigga |
| But you are who you fuck |
| And I'm a big spender |
| Let's go |
| I could make a rich nigga chase |
| Pull that durag off, know I love fresh waves |
| Fat cheeks and a lil' bitty waist |
| East side nigga, but he wanna be bae, okay |
| Bad bitch, gotta say it like Short (Like Short) |
| Turn it over, put the ball in my court (My court) |
| Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces |
| I get a nigga hooked, no chorus |
| Saweetie so single, need a freak like a Taurus |
| You don't wanna take me shoppin'? |
| That's borin' |
| Flyin' foreign, private boardin' |
| Mile high club every night I'm tourin' |
| I'm pretty like JT, fine like Lori |
| New flip flops, cool, bitch, that's Tory |
| Countin' up a mil' in the house like Corey |
| Baby daddy love me, bitch, sorry, not sorry |
| I don't know your nigga, amnesia ('Nesia) |
| He a fan, girl, it ain't nothin' deeper (Deeper) |
| Niggas always beggin' like Felicia (Felicia) |
| Freaky bitch, I might pull up in some pleasers, yeah |
| He could work hard, but it's easy to me (To me) |
| Niggas gon' flock, but I leave 'em to flee (To flee) |
| Fuck ****, don't believe in a tweet |
| He don't know my real name? |
| He believe that it's Saweet |
| I could make a rich nigga chase |
| Pull that durag off, know I love fresh waves |
| Fat cheeks and a lil' bitty waist |
| East side nigga, but he wanna be bae, okay |
| Bad bitch, gotta say it like Short (Like Short) |
| Turn it over, put the ball in my court (My court) |
| Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces |
| I get a nigga hooked, no chorus |
| It's a pretty bitch summer |
| Get lit, free drinks, fake numbers |
| Hunnid missed calls in my phone, no wonder |
| Stone cold stunna, got thighs like thunder |
| Treat me like Aretha, Franks for a diva |
| Listen to your niggas, they tell you I'm a keeper |
| If you never knew me, that'd probably be cheaper |
| If you really knew me, you would know I don't need ya |
| It's time for sweat check, it's time for sweat check |
| Hands on your knees, we through the streets like it's the Freaknik |
| It's time for sweat check, it's time for sweat check |
| Hands on your knees, we through the streets like it's the Freaknik |