Saweetie – Risky Lyrics
Three, two shots got a *** feelin’ risky
Saweetie, how it feel doing numbers?
I put rims on a hot pink Honda
Lipgloss on, it’s a pretty *** summer
Take it how you wanna, I put it on my mama
I heard around town, I’m the baddest ever
*** love sayin’ how they fake did it better
Heard them hoes linked up, they be mad together
I could do the splits with the 100 spread do better
Knew the head was special
He giving brain like a geek
Dior cologne, that *** a bring out the freak
*** a fake *** and a pick me ***
Mouth slick, lunatic, leave a dirty *** sick
I’m Mr’s. Untouchable, I’m like a lunchable
Play like it’s all fun and games when I’m done with you
Someone approachable, I’m unregrettable
*** is all talk, this ain’t no interview
Ooh, All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me, ooh
How the hell a broke *** try to fix me?
Pretty *** summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a *** feelin’ risky
A hundred down the 110 get her sideways
I told the *** my way or the highway
Double park them driveways, over 5k’s
That instagram *** was cute, we’ll tape his block later
Laugh now cry later, there goes another clout chaser
I seen that lil’ *** you was uppin’, it wasn’t ’bout nothing
If you don’t wanna war with the don, then hop out fade me
If we talkin’ ’bout my wrist and my neck, the price was outrageous
Bling Blaow at night, I could stare at Mei Ling callin’
You know these hoes go back and forth, bro lets ping pong her
Tree hugger, she aesthetic but her knees longer
It’s the sleep walker, heard she got the feet caller, ugh
This fit is outrageous, don’t ask what it cost ***
Two nines in the car, heard about us, we mosh people
When the ice hit the light, even made Ray Charles see me
*** ain’t no keepin’ up is what y’all thinkin’
Workin’ overtime, yeah I barely see my sheets, huh
Finner than your ***, and I ain’t getting beauty sleep
Gotta hit up Whit, if you tryna get to me
‘Cause my schedule fillin’ up, I’m booking summer to the spring
Ain’t nobody doin’ harder, heard ’bout you, so whats up with this?
It’s a difference between a puppet and who run the show
I rock the Magic City, bust some bands, lettin’ hunnids go
All this ice drippin’ on my body like a runny nose
Ask him what my life like now?
Cosmo and Vogue covers, up the price right now
Princess, let my fingers get that right, right now
Fat ass, four point, I was making me proud
My jewelry outrageous, don’t ask me what it cost me
Two dimes in the backseat, sipping on dark liquor
Ice hit the light, even make Ray Charles see me
***, ain’t no keepin’ up, what is y’all thinkin’?
Ooh, all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh)
How the hell a broke *** try to fix me?
Pretty *** summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a *** feelin’ risky (Ooh)
All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh)
How the hell a broke *** try to fix me?
Pretty *** summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a *** feelin’ risky (Pretty *** music)
