Pricey Lyrics – Saucy Santana
Singer: Saucy Santana
Title: 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
p#ss# whoa, rick flare
Let’s get high
(Get high, get high, get hight)
All my baddies with the sh#ts
Cartier to cool my wrist
We too icy, icy, too icy, icy
b#tch I’m a problem
I ain’t tryna take ya man, I’m tryna stall him
b#tch 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 sh#t behind my back
Uh, and b#tch I’m still a problem
In Miami drop top, breezing through the Bell Harbor
Big bank, full tank, full throttle
Walk a b#tch down like a motherf#ckin’ model
n#gg# try your luck, baby boy spin the bottle
p#ss# preachin to that n#gg#, now I got him feelin gospel
I’m flier than you hoes, whether a jet or a airplane
Who gassin up these b#tch, 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
p#ss# whoa, rick flare
Let’s get high
(Get high, get high, get high)
All my baddies with the sh#ts
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 motherf#ckin bill
You gotta pay for that thing Lauryn Hiil
p#ss# 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, b#tch 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, b#tch I’m fresh off the porch
Ha, you was hot now it’s time to pass the torch
I’m Snow White and you b#tches is my dwarfs
I’m the source, I’m the force
Passing b#tches 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
p#ss# whoa, rick flare
Let’s get high
(Get high, get high, get high)
All my baddies with the sh#ts
Cartier to cool my wrist
We too icy, icy, too icy, icy
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