Correction Lyrics 60 Seconds (Red Bull Freestyle) by Saucy Santana

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Lyrics

Pour it straight, I like my Red Bull on the side
(It's Trax season, bruh)

I got two phones, you got my whole line
My wrist two-tone, and b*t*h its showtime
Every b*t*h wanna meet, n***as wanna greet me
Sour but I'm sweet and baby daddies wanna eat me
I'on book small clubs cause I cost too much
I'on wear old sh*t cause I floss too much (Floss)
Mac and cheese, dirty rice, chicken and guts
When I'm whippin' up the sauce these hoes eatin' it up (Woo)
I got the saucy but everything still gravy (Still gravy)
I'm too bad not to me his main lady (Too bad)
I'm too bad to try and trap him wit' a baby
Broke hoe, hell no, freak b*t*h, maybe (Hehe)
Uh, dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta (Yeah)
Name ring bells like a Christmas cantata
And I'm hotter than the state of Nevada (Hot)
Split the boys up, I'm wit' his homebody tomorrow (Yeah)
A hunnid K in jewelry (Ice), icy like a McFlurry (Uh-huh)
Diamonds dance and it's blurry (Yeah)
I'm the judge, no jury
Uh, in Atlanta wit' the vibes
A** fat, white toes, Gucci slides (Hehe)

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