Saweetie - Risky (Solo Version)

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky

[Verse 1: Saweetie]
Saweetie, how it feel doing numbers?
I put rims on a hot pink Honda
Lipgloss on, it's a pretty bitch summer
Take it how you wanna, I put it on my mama
I heard around town I'm the baddest ever
Bitches love sayin' how they fave did it better
Hatin' hoes link up, they be mad together
I could do the splits, but the hundreds spreadin' better
Knew the head was special, he giving brain like a geek
Dior cologne, that shit'll bring out the freak
Fuck a fake nigga and a pick-me bitch
Mouth slick, lunatic, leave a dirty dick sick, huh
I'm Mrs. Untouchable, I'm like a Lunchablе
Play like it's all fun and games 'til I'm done with you
Somеone approachable, I'm unfuckwittable
Bitches is all talk, this ain't no interview

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Ooh, All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me, ooh
How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me?
Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky
Ooh, All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me, ooh
How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me?
Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky

[Verse 2: Saweetie]
Workin' overtime, yeah I barely see my sheets, huh
I'm finer than your bitch, and I ain't getting beauty sleep
Gotta hit up Whit if you is tryna get to me
'Cause my schedule fillin' up, I'm booked from summer to the spring
Ain't nobody goin' harder, heard 'bout you and so-and-so
But it's a difference between a puppet and who run the show
I walked in Magic City bustin' bands, lettin' hundreds go
All this ice drippin' on my body like a runny nose
Ask me what my life like now
Cosmo and Vogue covers, up the price right now
Princess, snap my fingers, get that right, right now
Fat ass, four-point-oh, making me proud
My jewelry outrageous, don't ask me what it cost me
Two dimes in the backseat sippin' on dark liquor
Ice hit the light, even make Ray Charles see me
Bitch, ain't no keepin' up, what is y'all thinkin'?

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Ooh, all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh)
How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me?
Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky
Ooh, all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh)
How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me?
Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky (Ooh)
All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh)
How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me?
Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy
Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky (Pretty bitch music)

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