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[Intro: Too $hort & Saweetie]
Don't ever stop if you wanna be on top, yeah (Remix)

[Chorus: Saweetie & DaBaby]
Lil' waist, fat-fat, baby, tap in (Oh, I'ma tap in for sure)
Tap, tap, tap in
Diamonds dancing on your neck, better tap in (Oh, I'ma tap in, I'ma tap in)
Tap, tap, tap in
Getting money, get rich, baby, tap in (I'll let you hold a couple dollars, I ain't trippin')
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, better tap in (Go, Yeah)
Tap, tap, tap in

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
She want a ***** that rap (Yeah)
She want him to give up the sack
I like them ghetto-*** bougie ****** (Let's go)
The ones that wear the sundress
'Cause she got a big ol' booty in it (Let's go)
Hold on, I ain't done yet (Yeah)
I like to **** her 'til she tap out (Go)
Gon' tell your *** to tap in (Go)
Lil' baddiе ***** from Cali
Throw up Westside like Mack 10 (Wеst)
Yeah, I know they call you "Baby" (Go)
Yeah, I know you think you lit
But you wanna ****? You gotta pay me (Uh-uh)
Told her, "Uh-uh, must be crazy" (No go)
I don't want none if she basic (No)
This rich-***** ****
* ** get lucky if she taste it (Ha, for real, let's go)
Pretty skin, pretty feet, and she kinda thick (Go)
Like to talk her *** while she bouncing on the ***
Do it on the ****, girl, she look me in my eyes
When she do it, she a big girl (Ooh), I might have to tap in
I love that she a freak, the type to pull it out
And eat it in the driveway while I back in
With that...

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Lil' waist, fat-fat, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Diamonds dancing on your neck, better tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Getting money, get rich, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, better tap in
Tap, tap, tap in

[Verse 2: Post Malone]
Flex so hard, man, I should be rocking Tapout (Ooh)
But I'm Tom Ford-down, I'm a standout (Wow)
Grab a mag, tap it in, I'm finna clap out
.300 blackout, blow your ******* back out
Ain't never seen XP in they life
One-five gone, spend it all on the ride (All on the ride)
Only fit two, but they all got inside (All got inside)
Damn, I bit the curb, I got smoke in my eye (Smoke in my eye)
Hit that gas, don't tease me (Mm)
Get my money fast but don't keep it (Mm)
Hundred thousand thrown, **** easy (Mm)
Diamonds on me dance, Chris Breezy (Mm)

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Lil' waist, fat-fat, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Diamonds dancing on your neck, better tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Getting money, get rich, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, better tap in (Mhm)
Tap, tap, tap in (Ayy)

[Verse 3: Saweetie]
Wrist on glitter (Ayy), waist on thinner (Ayy)
I'ma show you how to bag a eight-figure-figure (Hoo)
Face on 'zaddy (Sheesh), pockets on Jigga (Hoo)
You better get the card and make it swipe like Tinder (Phew)
Private villa and the fur chinchilla (Ha)
When he post me, all the *** get sicker (Blah)
****boy killer, I don't need fillers (Nope)
Never been a lame, so the real chicks feel it (Yeah)
Daddy on the FaceTime, you could never take mine
End up on the Dateline, ugh-ugh-ugh (mwah)
Rich with no day job, *****, hit your wop, wop
Always on the court side, uh-huh, huh
B-B-Billionaire boys wanna *** me ***
I'm from the West Coast, they wanna go down South
All these lame-lil' rappers tryna (uh) for clout (Hmm)
I won't let him hit but he can put it in his mouth

[Chorus: Saweetie & Jack Harlow]
Lil' waist, fat-fat, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Diamonds dancing on your neck, better tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Getting money, get rich, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, better tap in (Yeah)
Tap, tap, tap in (Yeah, feel like...)

[Verse 4: Jack Harlow]
I just crossed over to Top 40
I can't even say "What's poppin'?" now, 'cause it got corny
Jeweler just hit me, said he got some new rocks for me
When they asked me to do this verse, know I got horny (Ooh, ooh)
I know I can count on my shorty
She'll go the extra mile, over the top for me
I ain't at the club, I'm in the house, but I'm not Cory
It's a Victorian, they built it with five stories (There's five of them *******, mm)
Ayy, shout-out to Saweetie (Saweetie)
These boys working with the LMPD (Mm)
Back in seventh grade, I was selling CD's
I can tell they want for me to help them be me, okay (I can't, I can't)
Okay, tap, tap, tap in (Tap, tap, tap in)
Woo, buckle up, get strapped in (Strapped in, strapped in)
She said my voice is attractive (Attractive)
Baby, that's a Kentucky accent

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Lil' waist, fat-fat, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Diamonds dancing on your neck, better tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Getting money, get rich, baby, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, better tap in
Tap, tap, tap in

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Best Friend Saweetie

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Thursday, June 24, 2021

Saweetie - Best Friend lyrics

Best Friend

Saweetie

GENRE

Rap, Pop

[Intro: Katja Krasavice]
Saweetie, Doja, Katja
B-B-Best friend

[Chorus: Doja Cat & Saweetie]
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car (Alright), she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (Oh yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

[Verse 1: Katja Krasavice]
Bo-Bo-Boss-Bitch, hab' Dollar-Signs als Best Friends
Dass dein Boy uns will, seh' ich durch seine Sweatpants (Uh)
Deine Kette ist für mich ein Post bei OnlyFans (Haha)
Du bleibst ein Hund, auch ohne Filter, Boy, auf Snapchat (*Wuff*)
Meine Girls sind die baddest, machen Cash independant
Rapperinnen hab'n den Song in ihrer Playlist (Ja, ja)
Der Bulle hält uns an, fragt nach einem Autogramm
„Was? Sorry, ich red' grad mit mei'm Mercedes“
Addier von meinen Besties einfach mal den Arschumfang (Big Booty)
Die Centimeter passen perfekt zu mein'm Kontostand (So bougie)
Mit meinen Bitches teil' ich mir sogar die Sonnenbank
Machen Cash, doch glaub mir, dass hier keiner von uns kochen kann (Best friends)

[Chorus: Doja Cat & Saweetie]
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car (Alright), she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (Oh yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

[Verse 2: Saweetie]
Beep beep, is that my bestie in a Tessie?
Fresh blow out, skin on ten, ooh, she ready
Bitch, you look goodt, with a T at the end
I'ma hype her every time, that my motherfuckin' friend
She been down since the jellies and the bobos
Now we steppin' out the Jeep in Manolo's
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy
If a bitch get finicky, she gon' bring that energy (Pop-pop-pop)
I hit her phone with the tea, like, "Bitch, guess what?
All the rich-ass boys wanna fuck on us!"
All this ass sittin' up, you could look, don't touch
In our bag, bust some bands every time we link up

[Chorus: Doja Cat & Saweetie]
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car (Alright), she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (Oh yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

[Verse 3: Doja Cat]
That's my best friend, if you need a freak
I ain't dumb, but motherfucker, she my Tweedledee
If she ride for me (Ride), she don't need a key
If you sideways, she'll straighten you if needed be
And she so bad that I just can't take that bitch nowhere
She off her fifth shot, I said, "Mm-mm, don't go there"
Bitch, break her back, she protect and attack
Get that strap like them buckle, foot on neck, give no air
Whole world wanna be us
And my main bitch, she my day-one
On my way, bitch, let you get drunk
Let's celebrate 'cause we the baddest in the club

[Chorus: Doja Cat & Saweetie]
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car (Alright), she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (Oh yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

[Outro: Saweetie]
Hah, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (You know)
Uh-oh, girl I think our booty growin' (Ayy, yeah)
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (Pose)
Best friend, damn, you motherfuckin' glowin' (Woa-oh)
Best friend, damn, your wrist look like it's frozen
Uh-oh, girl I think our booty growin' (Uh-oh)
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (Hit the pose)
Best friend, you my motherfuckin' soulmate (Soulmate)

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Monday, April 19, 2021

Lyric: Motion by Saweetie

Motion

Saweetie

GENRE

Rap

{Refrain}
Fast
I'm coming in fast(Uh-huh)
First place you coming in last(that's right)
I'm in that, in that bag
I'm In that in that ass
2x

{Hook}
Lo-co motion
We causing a commotion
I put it in
I put it in
I put it in motion
2x
Lo-co
We causing a commotion

{Verse 1}
Iciest bitch in the whole damn land
I put the roll in the all white van
I keep a fresh set up on my hands
You don't like me but you on my gram
How you look(how you look)
How you sound hoe?
I'm a boss, I'm a brat
Have they hand out
I'm a real life mood
The real life news
Got some pretty ass toes in my sandals

{Pre-chorus}
I can't help I was born like this
Ain't my fault that you want my drip
Little bitter bitch could of been my friend
Now you gotta look at me pop my shit

{Refrain}
Fast
I'm coming in fast(Uh-huh)
First place you coming in last(that's right)
I'm in that, in that bag
I'm In that in that ass
2x

{Hook}
Lo-co motion
We causing a commotion
I put it in
I put it in
I put it in motion
2x
Lo-co
We causing a commotion

{Verse 2}
Rule numbеr 1 never be numbеr 2
Got the candy apple whip hit the gas
Then I zoom
Mad cause I'm rich and I'm young and I'm cute
All eyes on me when I step in the room
Watch that
Run your mouth hoe
Watch your ass get tired that's a mouth full
Wanna wear my jewels
Sip my juice
Gotta a couple people wishing for some big bamboo's

{Pre-chorus}
I can't help I was born like this
Ain't my fault that you want my drip
Little bitter bitch could of been my friend
Now you gotta watch how I
Win 3x

{Refrain}
Fast
I'm coming in fast(Uh-huh)
First place you coming in last(that's right)
I'm in that, in that bag
I'm In that in that ass
2x

{Hook}
Lo-co
We causing a commotion
I put it in
I put it in
I put it in motion
2x
Lo-co motion
We causing a commotion

Outro:
My back is acing
My bra too tight
You mad as hell
That I shine so bright
My back is acing
My bra too tight
Ass jiggling
I know that's right
2x

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SeinsSucrer - Dj John Lemon skit lyrics

Dj John Lemon skit

SeinsSucrer

GENRE

Rap