Get That Bag - Saucy Santana

Broke ass niggas, please move the fuck from round

I need all my bad bitches to the muthafuckin' floor

It’s finna go the fuck down

Pop that pussy, hoe, period

It’s trap season, bruh

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Make him wanna come for mo'

Get that bag, girl, that’s fo' sho'

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Run it up, girl, get that bag

Pop that coochie while you bounce that ass

I’m looking for a baller

A big money man, real shot caller

Wrap them dollars round my collar

Oh, that’s too much?

Boy, I’ll holla

Bow-legged parrot-toed, break it down

I want money in cash, not a yen, not a pound

I hear a broke nigga, I hate that sound

You a joke, boy bye, I ain’t come to clown

Ding ding, that’s a cell phone ring

On the phone with a boss

Hollin' bout money ain’t a thang

Get it, get it, get it, get it

Pull that hoe over, she need a ticket

A zoe from the south, yeah I’m with it

Keep runnin' yo mouth, gon' make me split it

Nigga don’t want that cat if it ain’t spittin'

I ain’t done with you hoes, I’m still shittin'

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Make him wanna come for mo'

Get that bag, girl, that’s fo' sho'

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Run it up, girl, get that bag, (run it up!)

Pop that coochie while you bounce that ass

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Make him wanna come for mo'

Get that bag, girl, that’s fo' sho'

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Run it up, girl, get that bag

Pop that coochie while you bounce that ass

Read receipts on, bitch, I’m a savage

I ain’t fuckin' with no nigga without the cabbage

You got that Amex card, I gotta have it

I’ll spend all yo money, baby boy, that’s a habit

I ain’t arguing bout a nigga that ain’t mine

Little dick nigga can’t even touch my spine

Top-notch pussy, this one of a kind

Pussy real godly, angel of mine

He lookin' for a dime that’s top of the line

With good pussy, so gushy

Make a nigga wanna wine and dine

That’s fine, you got the bag?

You mine

You ain’t going home tonight

You better tell her you lyin'

No face, no case to my nigga

No face, no case to the trigger

Stripes on my ass but this pussy ain’t Tigger

Big boss pussy, I’m Mufasa to you niggas

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Make him wanna come for mo'

Get that bag, girl, that’s fo' sho'

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Run it up, girl, get that bag

Pop that coochie while you bounce that ass

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Make him wanna come for mo'

Get that bag, girl, that’s fo' sho'

Need a nigga with that dough

Pop that pussy to the flo'

Run it up, girl, get that bag

Pop that coochie while you bounce that ass

Tre Trax, I think we got one

It’s trap season, bruh!

It’s trap season, bruh